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He closed his eyes, and his chest rose and fell quickly. His cock slowly filled as she pumped her hips upward, teasing him, rubbing him through his clothing. “You will follow me,” he said, gritting his teeth.

Satisfied at last that she could arouse him, Sidney unwound her legs from his hips and lay back against the desk. If surrender would get her what she needed faster, she’d let him think he’d won. “Okay,” she said, “Whatever you want. I’m yours to command.”

His eyes opened, and his expression was just shy of incredulous. “Do you really think that’s all it will take?”

Sidney’s heart stuttered then began to thud dully inside her chest. She’d underestimated him—he’d been playing her again. “What do you want?”

“Complete submission—nothing less.” Navarro’s hands slipped between their bodies, and he fondled her breasts, tweaking the nipples until she moaned again. “I won’t give you what you crave until you’re mindless with need.”

“You don’t think I’m there already?” She gasped as he twisted hard. Her eyelids drifted closed for a moment, lost in the pleasure. When she opened them, his intense stare made her breath catch.

“That’s what it will be like—you won’t be able to help yourself. You won’t be thinking ‘what does he want to hear?’—you won’t be able to form a single coherent thought. Then, when you beg me, I may come to you.”

She wanted to deny him—wanted to tell him to let her get up. She didn’t want this.

But she’d be lying.

Instead, her belly quivered, and her breath grew choppy. C
hrist!
Just the description of what he wanted from her excited her more than she thought she could bear. She waited while he watched her—his expression carved in stone.

He pushed up from her body and trailed his fingers lower—just the tips scraping her trembling stomach, lightly circling her navel, halting at the hair curling on her mons. His fingers threaded through the short curls and tugged. His thumb dipped into her cleft and circled her swollen clitoris.

Her whole body clenched. Tears leaked from Sidney’s eyes because she knew he would easily wrest the reaction he wanted from her body, and she was helpless to prevent it. Physically, she couldn’t overpower him. And much to her chagrin, emotionally she was even weaker. He’d make her beg endlessly then gift her with release—when it pleased him. She’d thought this would be another gymnastic rumble between the sheets—but he was going to steal her soul.

“I’ll take you with my fingers and tongue, and when you’re ready to burst, I’ll bite your clitoris. Do you want it fast or slow?” he asked, still staring.

She shook her head, tears spilling faster. She’d never been one for waterworks, but he scared her. If she said fast, he’d take her slow. If she tried reverse psychology on him and asked for slow—his
taking
would grind to a crawl. Her body already ached for release. She bit her lip, refusing to answer.

“You’re beginning to understand,” he murmured, moving down her body. “Put your hands behind your head, love.”

Swallowing a lump of confusion, she did as he asked, slipping her clasped fingers behind her head. She was stretched on the desk, her meager breasts flattened except for their erect points, her back arched, her legs dangling toward the floor.

He knelt between her legs, and all she could see was the top of his dark head. Then she felt his fingers stroking her moist folds. Her toes curled, but she didn’t dare raise her legs to invite him to delve deeper.

Slowly, languorously, he traced the petals of her sex, plucking the outer lips, gliding into her moisture, spreading her honey with his fingertips.

“Such a pretty pussy you have—and so wet.” The point of his tongue licked along the edges of her inner lips.

Sidney’s breath hissed between her clenched teeth.
I won’t beg. I won’t beg…

“You will,” he whispered. Fingers dipped inside, pumping in and out—shallow thrusts that had her pussy swelling, and her channel gushing around him.

He can read me like a fucking book.
She fought to keep her hips from countering the action and squeezed her eyes shut.

Another finger pushed inside, stretching her, and his tongue dug between her inner labia, licking upward, finding the hood guarding her clit. He rubbed it, circling on it, until the knot of nerves beneath the hood swelled painfully hard.

Sidney’s breaths grew jagged and loud to her own ears. Still, she fought against crying out, and her body quivered in rhythmic spasms.

His thumb joined his fingers, and he twisted his fist, pushing to gain entrance to her body, aided by her slippery juices that slurped with his gentle thrusts. His mouth closed around her clit and suckled hard.

Sidney groaned, her head shaking side to side.
No, no, no!
When his teeth scraped her sensitized nub, her legs jerked and widened.

“Put your heels on my shoulders,” he said, his voice even, betraying no sign of strain or excitement.

She resisted, while her belly tightened—a curl of need winding around her core. She gasped, feeling her pussy melt in a fresh wash of liquid need.

He pushed his fist past her opening, and Sidney’s groan came unrestrained, deep and guttural. Her legs lifted, falling wider apart. Her cunt was so full—so stretched—ripples clasped his fist, rolling, pulling him deeper.

Her heels settled on his shoulders, and she sighed, for now she could open her legs as wide as they could splay. Her tender flesh was open to the air, to his roaming mouth and fingers. Her hips lifted, pumping against his mouth and hand.

His raspy tongue lapped, seemingly greedy for her taste. Low murmurs of approval rumbled on her flesh like blessings.

Sidney was a mindless wanton now—her moans stretching longer, louder. “Please, Navarro.
Pleeease!
”

Teeth sank into her clit, and she screamed, her back arching sharply, her hands out flung, her body shuddering, spasming—while he twisted his hand in and out and his mouth drew on her clit, causing blood to rush to her cunt in an electric, molten stream of passion.

When the trembling subsided, he dragged his hand from her vagina and licked the punctures closed.

Sidney watched him as he stood, feeling dazed, boneless.

His expression was still watchful, his jaw tight now. When he leaned over her, her eyelids drifted shut. The last part of her she could hide behind.

He lifted her into his arms and strode toward the door. “Now you understand what I want from you—how it will be between us.”

Sidney laid her cheek on his shoulder, knowing he’d won but not caring. She was helpless to resist him. He’d proven that submission could be sublime.

*

Navarro knew the
moment she awoke. Her breath gasped softly, and a tiny frown formed between her eyebrows. The chit kept her eyes closed, waiting until she knew whether she was alone.

Smiling at her doomed tactic, he reached and stroked her breast, answering her unasked question. He put the exclamation mark on his response by settling his body close to her side, resting on one elbow so that his head was higher than hers. The better to watch her.

Her breathing grew louder, punctuated with soft snores.

He leaned down and kissed her shoulder, hitching the blankets more securely around their waists. “I know you’re awake,” he drawled.

She held herself perfectly still for a long moment, and then whispered back, “You’re naked.”

“A little hard to miss, hmmm?” Beneath the covers, he brushed his erection against her thigh.

Her eyes scrunched more tightly closed. “That’s not fair,” she said, a frown creasing her forehead. “I didn’t get to watch you take your clothes off.”

“I thought it might be a little too much for your overwrought nerves.”

Her eyes flew open, her gaze clashing with his. “Overwrought?”

“You passed out,” he said, his tone smug.

“I was sleepy.”

He gave her a sly smile. “Now, you’re awake.”

Her gaze dropped to his chest. “You’re bigger, I mean broader, than you look in clothes. Not that you didn’t look…big, that is. I just didn’t expect so much…” She swallowed and her gaze returned to his. “Are you going to take me now?”

“Yes.”

Finally!
He didn’t need to stretch his extra sense to hear her internal thought. Her cheeks grew rosy, and her mouth softened.

Lazily, he cupped her breast and squeezed the small mound.

She thrust into his hand, encouraging him to play.

He traced the velvet-soft areola and scraped his fingernail over the center.

She shivered, and her heart beat faster. Her nipple beaded instantly.

Her body’s quick obedience deserved reward. He clasped the tip between his thumb and finger and twisted it until she squirmed beside him. Then he gave the other nipple a tender tweaking.

Sidney’s teeth sank into her lower lip, and her eyelids drooped.

Navarro leaned in for a kiss, intending a quick buss before he got down to the business of taking.

But Sidney opened her mouth beneath his and thrust her tongue inside, her soft sigh mingling with his breath.

With that slight encouragement, Navarro ravaged her mouth, sliding his lips over hers, darting his tongue inside to duel. When he pulled away, he struggled against the urge to roll her body beneath his and stab into her depths.

He was never this eager. Taking a deep breath to calm his body, he let his hand wander lower, gliding over her tummy and downward to slip between her legs.

She didn’t make a sound, but she opened her legs wider to accommodate his exploration, rolling her hips softly as he traced her slit.

Finding her drenched, Navarro suppressed a growl. She’d napped only half an hour, but each minute that ticked past had him wrestling the beast inside that wanted to pounce on her and be done with it. His cock ached with need.

As she’d slept, oblivious to the lust tightening every muscle of his body, he’d pulled back the covers to look at every succulent part of her. He’d breathed in her scents, sniffing along her skin as he’d made that journey, his mouth watering as he’d hovered over her pungent sex. He’d even dared to lap the pulse that beat steadily at the side of her throat, anticipating the meal he’d make of her tangy blood.

Impatient to complete his exploration, Navarro rolled over her, ignoring her gasp, blanketing her from breast to toe. His sex cock in the space between her thighs.

He was glad he’d left on the light. Not that he needed it to see her. He wanted to overwhelm her, fill her sight, every sense, along with her pretty cunt. He rolled his hips and nudged her pussy with the crown of his cock.

Her eyes widened. “Is that you?”

“Afraid?” he asked, dragging out the word.

She shivered deliciously, her belly quivering beneath him. Even her next inhalation trembled. “There may be a problem,” she said, her voice thinning.

“You took my fist earlier,” he said, gritting his teeth as he pushed past her entrance. “You’ll take my girth, if not my length.”

“I had no idea. Perhaps, we should go really, really slow?”

He pushed deeper, stretching her opening, and closed his eyes, fighting the need to thrust. She was right. He might tear her flesh if he didn’t ease into her.

She gasped. “You’re just full of surprises,” she said, sounding more nervous by the second.

“Not chickening out, are you, love?” He flexed his buttocks and drove a little deeper, relieved when more moisture flooded her channel. He pulled back and shoved inside. This time the going was easier, wetter, and her hips rose to meet his thrust. “You have to tell me later whether I measure up.”

She choked on a laugh. “I can’t believe I said that to you.” Her knees rose to the sides of his hips, her thighs clamping hard. She rocked her body against him, encouraging him to move a little faster, and fractionally deeper.

His forehead sank onto her shoulder as he pumped, tunneling farther with each stroke. “Are you all right? Can you take more?” God, he hoped so. His balls drew high and felt as hard as stones; his cock felt ready to burst. Still, he controlled his pace and the depth of his thrusts.

“I don’t…I can’t…” The hands clenching his shoulders released and glided into his hair. She rubbed her face against his. Her body rocked faster, and she pulled hard on his hair.

Navarro gritted his teeth and held himself away from her, forcing his hips not to close the gap between their bodies—she was too small, too tight. She was perfect.

“Please, please,” she said, winding her legs around his back, trying to bring him down on top of her. “I’m close. So close. Faster. Oh God!” Her hands slid over his back, stroking, massaging, and gliding lower.

When her fingers trailed the crease between his buttocks, Navarro groaned. “Careful what you do there.”

“Afraid,” she drawled breathily.

He snorted. “No, but you should be.”

A finger grazed his opening and a shudder racked his body. He retaliated, thrusting deeply, and grinding against her clit.

“I could use more of that punishment,” she said, her words coming fast and strained.

“Think you’re ready to take all of me, love? Be sure.” He tunneled again, feeling the first ripple of an impending orgasm clasp his cock.