I’d by no means felt so viscerally drawn to somebody.

However she didn’t say a phrase. Pleasure was shouting louder than something that might maintain me from pushing her up in opposition to the wall and discovering out for myself if she was as moist as I believed she was.

I held open the door to the stairwell after sliding my card by the reader.

“After you,” My voice was easy as sin. Overly assured. There was part of me that apprehensive she’d say ‘fuck you’.

I held my breath and pretended like I wouldn’t be devastated if she didn’t comply with my first command.

She hesitated, lastly shaking free of my maintain. She didn’t bolt, taking the tiniest step backward. “My interview-”

“I’m about to manage a preliminary interview,” I interjected. “Personally.” I licked my lip on the considered her quivering pores and skin beneath my fingers. What was this girl doing to me? I used to be a fortress. This wasn’t my first time on the rodeo, if you’ll. I may management my dominant wishes, no less than lengthy sufficient to correctly provoke my potential sub. My playing cards had been flat on the desk. I wanted her…and I wanted her now.

She gave me a glance that made my cock harden to stone and with out one other phrase, she turned on her heels and started the descent.

Chapter Two

Watching the spherical, scrumptious curve of her ass was virtually sufficient to distract the nagging voice in my head that threatened to name the entire thing off.

One look, and also you’re positive she desires to be dominated? That’s a hell of a chance. To not be outdone, my conscience, frequent sense, or each even dredged up photographs of the headlines everywhere in the world. “Billionaire Playboy and Star of the Acclaimed actuality present PR, arrested for assaulting…”

My eyes ate her up with a spoon, figuring out that interviewee, a younger girl, hell, even lovely didn’t do it justice. There was a sensuality about her that ignited a want that wouldn’t be denied. How may I make rational, coherent choices when my fingers wouldn’t cease twitching, imagining the way in which her darkish curls would really feel once I grabbed a fistful, tugged her head again, and uncovered the fragile flesh of her neck? My lips ached to style her, sure that she’d be even sweeter than I imagined. And although I may really feel her apprehension, she moved down the steps with a surety that made my cock press in opposition to the fly of my pants. No two Dominants are alike and the submissives they search out run the gamut from the virginal, with coy naiveté that radiates like some saccharine fragrance, to the openly disobedient who act out in hopes that they’d be punished for it. This girl was someplace in between, not naive nor taking part in coy. She was too assured, too deliberate for video games. She knew the facility she wielded and it might take a person with a agency hand and expertise to say her.

Or you may have misinterpret all of it and she or he’s moments from flipping you off or worst.

I refused to acknowledge the large lump that clogged my throat. There was a query I may ask that might give me perception as to the place she stood, however the reply may additionally finish no matter this was earlier than it started. And with my latest string of dangerous luck, culminating in Rachel’s newest makes an attempt to piss me off, I compelled the phrases from my lips, ready to let her go.

“Are you afraid?”

I anticipated silence, possibly a replay of that lip biting nervousness, however she answered instantly.

“No.”

Like her fast response gave her whiplash, she swayed perilously on the heels she was clearly unaccustomed to sporting. I used to be so used to girls that not solely wore ridiculously excessive heels, however made positive I knew simply how treasured they had been to them, or one higher, simply how a lot they value. These sorts of issues, trend, being observed—they weren’t priorities for her and it simply made her shine brighter in my eyes.

I steadied her, my breath catching once I felt her heat curves pressed in opposition to me. Her nearness was greater than intoxicating, particularly once I felt her gently rocking in opposition to me like we had been doing a dance that we’d been doing for years. We knew the steps; we knew that this was our second. It was maddening…which was most likely why she flew down the remaining steps, placing an invisible barrier between us.

Her darkish eyes flickered throughout my face. “I-I can’t do that.”

I purchased myself a little bit time, giving nothing and all the things away as my eyes locked on hers. “Do what?’

There was uncertainty as she checked out me like I wasn’t fooling anybody, least of all her. “I’ve an interview.” She paused and I may see the gears turning, the battle that first caught my consideration roaring again to life. “With Maria Delacourt.” Her eyes dropped to my crotch and rapidly darted again to enterprise. “A correct interview.”

Combat…there was one other ‘F’ phrase that got here to thoughts once I watched the stubbornness ripple from her brown eyed gaze to the arduous set of her jaw and the jut of her lip. Feisty. And with no effort in any respect, one other juicy F phrase echoed by my head. Fuck.

I hadn’t touched her or advised her my darkish wants and already I craved her. I used to be about to place the ultimate nail within the coffin and take what I needed.

I powered ahead, protests, frequent sense, my firm, all fading to black. I used to be only a man. A Dom. And I couldn’t clarify it, however I knew she can be mine. It was confirmed once I heard her gasp. It wasn’t a sound crammed with worry. It was the sound of shock. Of being overcome with arousal.

“Mr. Whitmore, I can’t,” she whispered.

Cannot? Oh, however she may. My fingers shot to her waist, want electrifying my fingertips. I let want take the wheel. The clasp was unhooked first and the zipper was subsequent. I wanted to unwrap her; see the wonder that lied beneath.

In my haste, I spotted that I hadn’t ready myself for simply how breathtaking she would look as a result of when her skirt fell away, exposing the unchartered territory of her pores and skin, the nice and cozy tones contrasting with the scarlet richness of the lace panties she wore, I had no breath in any respect. No phrases. Nothing however a moan that clawed its approach from the depths of me and needed to pour from my lips. I obtained ahold of myself earlier than it obtained a lot additional than my throat. She seemed ok to eat, and I may image her splayed on the mattress, unfold eagled and sure, dripping moist with pleasure for what was to come back. Ready for me to dive my tongue inside.

I had a flash of pause, forcing my gaze from these scrumptious panties and again to her haunting eyes. I nonetheless could not put my finger on why I knew this girl was meant to be mine, however it had one thing to do together with her eyes. One look and I’d know if this was my dick doing the speaking, or if there was really one thing right here price exploring.

I seemed…and I noticed all of it in her brown eyes. Pleasure: blistering sizzling and setting her gaze on hearth. Need: brazen and commanding. Concern: embarking on one thing erotic with a complete stranger.

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