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course not. I couldn’t stop
now if I wanted to. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m still sporting the hard-on
from hell. This blanket is starting to look like a damn pup-tent. Boy scouts
will be able to camp under here with us if this gets any worse.”
    She took a
steadying breath and loosened her hold on his neck by a few degrees. “I’m
pretty sure child protection services would frown on that,” she said with a
tentative smile.
    He laughed and leaned
down to press a very sweet kiss to her forehead. “Good point. No boy scouts
allowed under here. Just you and me.”
    She bit her lip
and looked up at him warily. “So you like to dominate women? Does that mean
you, what? Use whips and chains and stuff? Make them your sex slaves? Have a
red sex dungeon next to the pantry in your apartment?” She studied him for a
moment. Yes, she could definitely see him wielding various erotic torture
devices. The thought should have disgusted her. She was a confident, outspoken
woman now, after all. Being submissive was no longer part of her emotional
make-up. So why did the idea of being at his mercy sound so…enticing?
    He rolled his
eyes. “That damn book. No. I do not have a sex dungeon in my house. I just like
to call the shots. Push my partner to let go of some of her inhibitions. I’m
into pleasure. Not pain.” He shrugged. “I would never hurt a woman. Not even if
she wanted it that way. I don’t have it in me.”
    Mona watched him
closely. He was so big and intimidating-looking. Everything about him indicated
it would be risky to antagonize him. He was clearly capable of dolling out some
physical punishment if required. His innate toughness was obvious in the
hulking muscles of his physique and his overall dangerous demeanor and yet she
knew he was telling the truth. He was unexpectedly sweet for a guy who looked
like he wrestled alligators in his spare time.
    “I’m glad. Because
I really don’t think I’m ready for that whole scene. Is that too boring for
you?” She asked softly.
    “Umm…we’re
fooling around with about forty people within moaning distance. That’s exhibitionism,
which is hardly boring,” he replied as he palmed her buttocks. He’d been softly
stroking her back for the last several minutes, trying to calm her, but
evidently he couldn’t keep his hands off her bottom. His strokes had been
gradually getting longer and more purposeful until he was finally able to fill
his hands with her soft cheeks. She loved the fact that he fondled and caressed
that part of her like it was the most natural thing in the world. His touch was
possessive and firm, like he was marking her flesh with his big, hard hands.
    “I like that,”
she said shyly as she bit her lip and closed her eyes. She may not be able to
talk dirty, but she could try and express herself more clearly. Maybe that
would be enough for him. She sincerely hoped so because she’d nearly lost her
mind when he’d threatened to stop earlier. She was so close to fulfilling her
goal for this trip. Stopping at that point would have been disastrous.
    His hands went
still. “This? You like me totally mauling your very fine ass like this?” He
gave her bottom a playful squeeze.
    She giggled.
“Well, yes. I guess I do. Though when you put it like that I’m not so sure.”
    “Can’t help it.
Your ass is amazing. So round and firm. And your skin. My God. It’s like silk.”
He feathered his fingertips over the full curve while nuzzling the side of her
neck.
    “Thank you,” she
said, flattered and delighted at his praise. Gooseflesh broke out over her
entire body as his lips closed over her ear lobe and tugged gently. “Do that
again,” she sighed, turning her head slightly to give him better access.
“Please,” she added as an afterthought. She didn’t want to sound too bossy.
After all, he did like to call the shots.
    Her breath
caught as he bit down and then sucked her lobe between his lips. He flicked it
with his tongue and then