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Authors: Mechele Armstrong
Tags: Erotic Contemporary
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stripping for me.” His voice sounded so haunted. So desperate. His tone made her loins quake with anticipation.
Had she ever heard such from him? How could she refuse? She stood up right beside her chair and loosened the button on her pants. She wiggled her hips and shifted out of those and her underwear at the same time. She kicked them from her feet and stood in front of him, naked. Or maybe it was nekkid because she was definitely up to something. Hadn’t been the greatest striptease, but it was the first one she’d ever done for anyone.
He closed his eyes a moment as though gathering himself. He didn’t seem to notice that she’d never done it before. “Yes, you’re lovely. And I can keep telling you that for the rest of the evening. But I’d prefer to do other things.” He opened his eyes and moved to a chair. He sat and spread his legs and arms wide open. “Have your wicked way with me.”
Tucker tended to take charge in the bedroom. He took over if she let him. Rarely did he let her be in complete control of any acts in the bed. Well, except that time with the handcuffs. That had been quite a night. Her body tingled just thinking about it. Not that it ever wasn’t great. But that evening had been different than any other.
This could be quite a night. It would be set apart from all others because he was giving her control.
She walked over to him, closing the short distance between them in seconds. “So you won’t interfere? You’ll let me do what I want? When I want?”
“My hand to God to promise.” He nodded, backing up that statement. “I won’t do anything. You can drive the whole thing. If you want to.” He winked at her. He didn’t look contrite or as if he’d turned over the reins to her. He was the same confident Tucker.
“You won’t do anything to go against me? You promise?” She looked down into his boyish face. The cock sticking up from his lap was such a turn on. She imagined impaling herself on it. How full he would make her. How she could wiggle around on him, driving him nuts to her heart’s content.
“It’s like you don’t trust me or something.” He poked his lip out. “I’m hurt.” The grin he gave her belied the pout. “I’ve never gone against my word with you.”
“I know you.” She was familiar with his antics. He might say he’d let her take control. But he probably wouldn’t be able to help wringing it away from her at some point. Unless she took that ability away in some manner.
“Still hurt.” He did look like it was paining him as he lowered his hands and put them behind his back. “I promise I’ll keep these behind my back until you tell me I can move them.” His jaw set in a determined line. “I won’t do anything to take control from you. You have my word.” He eyed her with a look that spoke more than his words. He was taking this seriously, making this promise.
She blasted him with a dubious expression. She still wasn’t sure she could trust him if she didn’t bind him in some way.
“I promise.” He looked so sincere. So earnest with his puppy-dog look at her. “Please.”
It was the please that got her. Tucker never said please about anything. She didn’t think she’d ever heard that word cross his lips. “You better keep your hands to yourself.” Maybe he would be bound by his word? He had a point. He’d never told her something and not followed through. He was irresponsible about a lot, especially homework in college, but he’d never told her anything that he hadn’t done.
He watched as she slipped the rest of way to slide her knees against his. “I will. Until you tell me otherwise.” He wiggled his fingers. “We’ll pretend I’m tied. Like that one time.”
Some days it was like he read her mind. He seemed to know what she was thinking and echo it. She looked down at that tanned body on display in front of her. His tight calf muscles. The hair that waxed and waned at various point. The appendix scar that
Had she ever heard such from him? How could she refuse? She stood up right beside her chair and loosened the button on her pants. She wiggled her hips and shifted out of those and her underwear at the same time. She kicked them from her feet and stood in front of him, naked. Or maybe it was nekkid because she was definitely up to something. Hadn’t been the greatest striptease, but it was the first one she’d ever done for anyone.
He closed his eyes a moment as though gathering himself. He didn’t seem to notice that she’d never done it before. “Yes, you’re lovely. And I can keep telling you that for the rest of the evening. But I’d prefer to do other things.” He opened his eyes and moved to a chair. He sat and spread his legs and arms wide open. “Have your wicked way with me.”
Tucker tended to take charge in the bedroom. He took over if she let him. Rarely did he let her be in complete control of any acts in the bed. Well, except that time with the handcuffs. That had been quite a night. Her body tingled just thinking about it. Not that it ever wasn’t great. But that evening had been different than any other.
This could be quite a night. It would be set apart from all others because he was giving her control.
She walked over to him, closing the short distance between them in seconds. “So you won’t interfere? You’ll let me do what I want? When I want?”
“My hand to God to promise.” He nodded, backing up that statement. “I won’t do anything. You can drive the whole thing. If you want to.” He winked at her. He didn’t look contrite or as if he’d turned over the reins to her. He was the same confident Tucker.
“You won’t do anything to go against me? You promise?” She looked down into his boyish face. The cock sticking up from his lap was such a turn on. She imagined impaling herself on it. How full he would make her. How she could wiggle around on him, driving him nuts to her heart’s content.
“It’s like you don’t trust me or something.” He poked his lip out. “I’m hurt.” The grin he gave her belied the pout. “I’ve never gone against my word with you.”
“I know you.” She was familiar with his antics. He might say he’d let her take control. But he probably wouldn’t be able to help wringing it away from her at some point. Unless she took that ability away in some manner.
“Still hurt.” He did look like it was paining him as he lowered his hands and put them behind his back. “I promise I’ll keep these behind my back until you tell me I can move them.” His jaw set in a determined line. “I won’t do anything to take control from you. You have my word.” He eyed her with a look that spoke more than his words. He was taking this seriously, making this promise.
She blasted him with a dubious expression. She still wasn’t sure she could trust him if she didn’t bind him in some way.
“I promise.” He looked so sincere. So earnest with his puppy-dog look at her. “Please.”
It was the please that got her. Tucker never said please about anything. She didn’t think she’d ever heard that word cross his lips. “You better keep your hands to yourself.” Maybe he would be bound by his word? He had a point. He’d never told her something and not followed through. He was irresponsible about a lot, especially homework in college, but he’d never told her anything that he hadn’t done.
He watched as she slipped the rest of way to slide her knees against his. “I will. Until you tell me otherwise.” He wiggled his fingers. “We’ll pretend I’m tied. Like that one time.”
Some days it was like he read her mind. He seemed to know what she was thinking and echo it. She looked down at that tanned body on display in front of her. His tight calf muscles. The hair that waxed and waned at various point. The appendix scar that
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