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want to do more than mark my skin. So yes, it does.”
    “I don’t want to. I never want more than a mutually
satisfying fuck. This is more like need than want. Do you have your Rabbit?”
    She swallowed and addressed the simplest part of that. “Yes.
Can I use it?”
    “Keep my shirt on but push it up past your breasts. Have you
ever used a vibrator on your nipples?”
    “No.” One hand curled around her phone, she rested the dildo
on her stomach and did as she was told. The fan’s low-speed breeze caressed her
ribs and instantly pushed her nipples into tight peaks.
    “Spread your legs wide like you’re showing me your pussy and
use those Rabbit ears on your nipples.”
    “You have a thing for my breasts.” But she set the vibe to a
low setting and teased her left nipple with the slender silicone ears. Nipple
play wasn’t something she sought very often. The teasing was too delicate and
she preferred deep, hard, hot and fast. Instant or near instant satisfaction.
    “I have a thing for watching you. Someday I’m going to make
you stand in front of me licking and sucking while I jerk off.” His breath
caught.
    Hers did too as the Rabbit ears sped across one tight peak
and she caught the image he created. Conjured up some images of her own. David
in the dark of his office, kicked back in a leather chair with his cock in his
hand—she moistened her lips and switched the vibrator to her other breast,
sinking into the sound of his breathing.
    The mechanical hum smoothed out other noise from the
background. In the dark, she could pretend they were close, that he really was
standing at the foot of her bed watching. Spreading her knees wider and tucking
her heels close to her ass, she arched into the breeze from the fan. Wanted the
breeze to be his breath.
    “David,” she murmured.
    “Yeah?”
    “I’m in the mood for you to be on top.” The silicone ears
tickled her skin as she switched to teasing her other nipple, which quickly
tightened to match its twin.
    “On top or the top? We should have that discussion.”
    “I told you, not tonight.”
    “Yeah, not while you’re turned-on. So I’m going to stop
stroking my dick and you’re going to switch off that vibe and we’re going to
talk.”
    Her fist tightened around the vibrator and refusal slid to the
tip of her tongue. But he was right. With a sigh, she flipped the switch and
dropped the vibe on the mattress. Still turned-on though, despite the removal
of stimulation. She didn’t seem to need much more than the rhythm of his
breathing to heat her up.
    “Let’s talk,” she said. “What do you want to know?”
    “I’m not a lifestyle Dom and I’m not looking for someone who
will walk around with lowered eyes and a chorus of meek ‘please’ and ‘thank
you’ lines. But I do want someone who isn’t going to shove me away and
challenge my right to open communication.”
    Jovanna swallowed. “Sounds like you want more than a little
casual sex.”
    “I don’t usually.” He exhaled, loud enough to carry over the
whir of her fan. “I make a point to not want more than casual sex.”
    “But you want more than that with me.”
    “You are a very dynamic woman, which kind of pisses me off.
You weren’t supposed to be dynamic. You were supposed to be a sweet ass
attached to great legs with a tempting attraction to a good flogging.”
    She snorted softly. “Sorry.”
    “What’s done is done,” he said.
    She detected a smile behind the words despite his resigned
tone. Her lips curved in response. “Not done yet. We can both hang up and I can
find a different security company and we can go our separate ways. I don’t have
to keep going to Bondage.”
    “I don’t want to back off.” No more hint of a smile.
    “I was married for ten years.” She cringed at the
defensiveness in her words but couldn’t take it back. Decided not to apologize
for it.
    He cursed beneath his breath, something short and
indistinct. “I’m not asking you to marry