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she’d coat me in her juices. From the way she tore into her lip, she wanted
     me to make it easy for her and just do the thing we both craved: take her. The need
     in me wanted to push her back against the palm tree and fuck her hard. The Dom in
     me refused to make it so easy.
    My fingers fanned out and clutched her throat. Not tightly, she wasn’t ready for that
     yet, but firm enough that I had her attention. Most women would have responded to
     the gesture in a disgusted, appalled fashion. Melissa’s breath quickened and her eyes
     widened in wonder.
    I relaxed my hold slightly, smiling on the inside. “When I ask you a question, I expect
     an answer.”
    She licked her lips, her eyes dropping. When she looked back up, she gave me a grimace
     of a smile. “What was the question again?”
    “What are you thinking?”
    Her lips quivered and my cock pulsed uncomfortably against my fly, wondering what
     her answer would be. Hoping for the words ‘I’m yours’, but not naïve enough to expect
     it.
    She lifted her chin, the edge returning to her voice. “I thought you weren’t touching
     me until I begged for it.”
    I smirked. “I’m afraid I have to break that promise. No touching? I couldn’t not touch
     you even if I wanted to.” My voice darkened. “But fucking you? That’s a different
     story.”
    I expected spunk. Attitude. Righteous indignation as she stomped away in a huff. Instead
     her eyes darkened in kind, accepting my challenge.
    So stubborn.
    Such a fighter.
    So fucking hot.
    She slid closer, her voice low and sensual. “You want me to beg for it? Beg for this?”
    She wouldn’t...oh, but she did. I gritted my teeth to keep my moan from escaping as
     she stroked my cock. Even though I ached to tear the clothing from her body and push
     her against the glass sliding door and slam inside her pussy, I couldn’t reward her
     bad behavior. Moan or not, she was holding rock hard evidence that a part of me was
     begging for her .
    Her lips curled deviously, a smug curve that I wanted to trace with my tongue.
    My voice was like gravel. “For someone that can’t admit their submissive tendencies,
     you seem to have brat down.”
    “Brat?” She batted her eyes with an innocence as guilty as sin.
    “That’s right.” It was the last thing I wanted, but I stopped her mid stroke. I gripped
     her wrist, holding her hand suspended above my engorged cock. All the blood in me
     diverted to my groin. Every part of me ached to be inside her. Between her lips. Between
     her thighs. But she needed to learn her place. “I’ve been playing fast and loose with
     the rules, but on this, I must insist.”
    Her nostrils flared defiantly. “You want me to say I’m submissive.”
    “That’s right.” I strode forward, driving her backwards until she was against the
     sliding glass door. My eyes raked over her, skimming the tight lines of her legs,
     the curve of her hips. The tease of the core I knew was slick beneath her leggings.
     The tease of her navel, drawing up and circling the taught nipple that beckoned me.
     Her chest heaved up and down, matching the shuddering excitement that stroked her
     cherry red lips. Her nostrils were the only thing holding on, all but releasing puffs
     of smoke like a bull with a matador in its sights. Her eyes, wide and blue, were all
     but begging. Begging me not to make her say the words.
    I wouldn’t make it that easy.
    I propped my hand on the door, smiling because I knew I had her right where I wanted
     her. “There’s no point in fighting it, Melissa.” I leaned down, lips brushing her
     ear. A delicious shiver rippled through her. Through me. “It’s just two words.”
    She nibbled on her bottom lip. That slight show of vulnerability made me want to scoop
     her up. Protect her from all harm.
    “Deep down, I know that I have needs. I know that word is what I am, but saying it—”
     She stopped, licking her lips and smoothing her blonde hair away from her