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Dom.”
    “Your Dom is going to want more than to rub your feet. I don’t want to take advantage of you. You’ve had a rough day.”
    “And playing would make it so much better, Sir. Please kiss me. Please make this shitty day have something good happen in it. I’m not asking for a collar. I want to spend the next couple of weeks exploring this with you. Maybe it works out. Maybe it doesn’t. We can still be friends if we make the choice at the beginning that if it doesn’t happen for us, that’s how we’ll end it. Hell, maybe we’ll find out we’re not sexually compatible.”
    “Not possible,” he said, his lips looming over hers. “Let me off the leash, Amy. Tell me we’re playing. Our contract allows all manner of sexual play. Let me take control.”
    All she wanted was for this man to kiss her. She’d kissed him the first time. She’d been in control and it had felt magical. What would it feel like when he was the one kissing her? Would he be dominating or soft and tender?
    A thrill went through her system. The last time she’d been kissed it had come out of nowhere from a coworker. The sex that had followed after a couple of dates had been nice, but she hadn’t had this wild anticipation, her heart pounding, blood heating. She’d never wanted a man the way she wanted Flynn. She’d cared about a few men. She’d wanted sex before. But now it was all mashed up in an incredible need that she was pretty sure only he could fill.
    She’d never been dominated by a man before. She typically took charge when it came to sex. She wasn’t sure if it was because she’d mostly found her partners at work and she’d been the boss’s daughter and then the boss. The first time she’d truly felt a spark for a man had been Frankie, who was wildly dominant.
    What would it be like with a man who wanted her sexually? And yes, who she was really starting to like. She’d desired him the minute she’d seen him, but after a few dates, she was rapidly falling for the man.
    Her skin tingled as she looked up into his handsome face. His jawline was perfectly straight and there was the slightest hint of a five-o’clock shadow.
    “Yes, Flynn. Play with me. Take control.”
    His mouth came down on hers. Pure heat flooded her system. Flynn didn’t seem to care that her hair was still damp. His hand fisted in it, drawing her head back to give himself better access. His lips moved over hers in an expert fashion. The man knew how to kiss. His tongue came out, dragging along her lower lip and tempting her to open for him.
    She relaxed against him, allowing his tongue inside to play with hers. She let her hands find his waist. He was lean and muscular, and she was reminded of how long it had been since she’d been held by a man who wasn’t trying to comfort her.
    This wasn’t about comfort at all. His mouth seduced her, tempted her. The hand in her hair tightened slightly. A flare of pain lit up her scalp and she could feel her nipples hardening to peaks. She couldn’t help herself. She moved against him, needing to press herself to his warmth.
    His hand left her hair and slid down to her backside, cupping her and hauling her against his body. She could feel exactly how much he wanted to play. His cock was hard. She couldn’t resist rubbing her hips against him.
    He hissed and stepped back. “Go take a shower, Amy.”
    “What?” His words didn’t quite make sense.
    “I said go take a shower. It should be hot by now. Don’t argue with me. You gave me control. You have a safe word we agreed on that first night. Either do as I ask or we’ll be done playing for the night. I’m not going to fuck you over the sofa after you’ve been in an accident. If you don’t give me a minute to calm down, that’s exactly what I’ll do and I’ll regret it. So go.”
    She wasn’t so sure she would regret it, but he seemed determined to treat her like an invalid. He was being a gentleman when she so wanted him to be a nasty boy.