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try at least?”
    “Anything.”
    His
grin sent shivers down her spine. “Careful. I’ll hold you to that.”
    She
wrapped her arms tighter around him. “I want you to, Emmett. I want to
experience everything. I’ve been hiding and lonely for so long. This is
wonderful. I want all my fantasies. You wouldn’t believe the images racing
through my mind.”
    The
tenderness in his look took her by surprise. He brushed a finger across her
lips. “All right. You got it. Exactly
what you asked for. But I don’t want to hurt you or frighten you, so
tell me what you know about safewords and limits.”
    “You
mean BDSM?”
    “Not
necessarily the lifestyle. I mean kinky sex and play.”
    Her
pulse raced. “Almost nothing.”
    “I
want you to have a safeword . Something
easy to remember, and that when you say it, we stop immediately. No
questions asked. Then we take care of your needs or talk about what upset you
or frightened you.”
    “Okay.”
    “Let’s
keep it simple and use ‘red’. Agreed?”
    “Agreed.”
    “Now
limits. Tell me what you absolutely don’t want to try, ever.”
    “I
honestly never thought about it in those terms. I’m so naïve.”
    He
pulled her close and kissed her. “No, you’re not. You’re simply inexperienced.
There’s a difference. We’ll take it slowly, Liane ,
okay? As slowly as you need me to go.”
    “Do
I have to call you something special?”
    He
chuckled softly. “No, and I don’t expect you to wear a dog collar or anything
like that. I merely love kinky sex, and I sure would love to introduce you to it.”
    “I
want that, too. My fantasies are all mixed up with that even though I have no
experience.”
    The
intensity of his gaze took her breath away. “Perfect. Because
now I get to teach you from the ground up.” He grasped her breasts
again. “But first, I did promise to taste these, as well as that wet pussy of
yours. And I’d love for you to suck my cock. How do you feel about the number
sixty-nine?”
    She
giggled as fresh desire shot through her. “It’s my favorite number.”
     

Chapter
Seven
     
    Emmett
led her out of the tub and took her hand. They walked into his bedroom, still
dripping wet from the water, but he didn’t seem to care. She thought they were
going to his bed, but instead he led her to a wide chaise lounge that looked
like it belonged in a movie from the 1930s or 1940s. It was covered in red
velvet, and she bit her lip to keep from laughing again.
    He
had eclectic taste, and from what little she’d glimpsed of his apartment so
far, it ran the gamut from ancient cultures to total camp. That was part of why
she found him so interesting. He wasn’t predictable. She’d been picturing the
clichéd version of a good-looking rich man who had a different woman on his arm
every weekend, and he’d shattered that image in her first hour here.
    Emmett
laid down on the lounge and told her to climb on, facing his feet. She’d had
oral sex before, but her attempts with Keith at actually doing a sixty-nine had
been awkward and clumsy for both. She knew Emmett was far more experienced, so
she trusted his judgment.
    Liane positioned herself over him, and
he brushed his fingers up and down her inner thighs. “That’s right. Oh, man. I
love a wet pussy right in my face. Come on, sweetheart. Move it closer to me.
You won’t hurt me.”
    She
did, and then cried out as he licked her pussy lips. “That’s right. Just let me
have it, baby. You feel free to suck my cock dry and lick my balls, if you
want. Just be careful with the teeth, please.”
    Liane could barely concentrate on his
red, swollen dick, right in front of her face, as Emmett expertly licked and
sucked her pussy and clit. He moved a finger inside her, and she nearly lost
it. She wrapped her hands around his shaft and moved them up and down the way
he’d shown her in the tub, and then she licked the tip. It was salty and musky,
and he moaned loudly the more she did it.
    Emmett
knew what he