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“Fallon, what are you doing?” I asked, my voice nothing but a deep rumble filled with lust and reservation.
She didn’t answer.
“Answer me.”
A shiver ran through her, and I didn’t think it was from fear. “W-waiting for you.”
Waiting for me.
I’d been waiting for her too.
Spending time with her had been the greatest pleasure and pain of my life.
Knowing I could never have her was my greatest torture.
I couldn’t have sex any other way, and she was willing to try it. I had to decide. Stay and try to keep control of my lust, or leave her and find Raven, knowing that the other woman liked the pain I wanted to dish out.
I stood there for so long that Fallon started to lift her head, but it dropped quickly when I asked, “Waiting for me,what?”
A sharp inhale. “Waiting for you, sir?” she asked in a soft voice.
“Good girl.” Reaching out, I ran my fingers lightly through her hair, feeling how soft the strands were, knowing that this might be the only chance I had to touch her so freely. Because after this, I was sure she would run for the fucking hills. “You call mesirwhen we’re in a scene.”
“Is that what this is?” she asked, tacking on “sir” at the end.
I found my lips tugging up into a smile. “Yes, it is. But this is going to be the only time we’re together.”
“Why, sir?”
“Because I’m too fucking old for you, and you should be with someone who doesn’t need to tie up their partners to find sexual gratification.” Before she could protest, I ordered, “Stand up.”
She did without question but kept her head bowed. Circling her, my eyes raked down her body, and I wanted to see her curves without any barriers between us.
“Strip.”
Her hands went to her jeans, and she only hesitated for a moment before fumbling with the top button and drawing down the zipper. Wriggling free of the fabric, she kicked the jeans off, then lifted her shirt up and over her head. All the air in my lungs left me in a rush as I stared at the midnight-blue bra and panties she was wearing.
I swallowed. “Everything, Fallon. If we’re doing this, take off every-fucking-thing. Do as I say.”
Reaching behind her, she unhooked her bra, drawing the straps down off her shoulders. I couldn’t see her breasts yet given I was standing behind her, but my imagination was running fucking wild. When she hooked her thumbs into her panties, I bit back the moan. The sheer fabric skimmed over the perfect globes of her ass as she drew them down and kicked them away.
Fallon was curvy—a fucking goddess if ever I saw one. I was used to women who whored for a living, and who had a certain body type. But not Fallon. I liked her curves, her slightly softer, more rounded parts.
“Turn around.” Fuck, that didn’t even sound like my voice. It was deeper somehow, filled with more goddamned lust than I ever thought was possible. Fallon moved slowly, turning around to face me. Her eyes were still on the ground, and I sucked in a hiss as her submissive behavior hit me square in the chest. It was like being struck with a heat-seeking missile, only this one had a singular target in mind: my fucking need to possess her. I wanted her. More than any other woman I’d ever engaged with in this dangerous game.
The revelation knocked me back a metaphoric step, but I recovered a moment later. Yes, I wanted her, but she didn’t need more. She only thought she did.
I needed to show her that this wasn’t what she wanted in her life. ThatIwasn’t what she wanted. I couldn’t infect her with this darkness in me. If this was my only chance with her, I was going to take my time and savor every last second … before I made sure she never sought this out again.
“Look at me.”
Her blue gaze met mine, holding steady against the onslaught of nervous energy I was sure she was feeling.
“Are you sure this is what you want?”
“Yes.”
I ground my molars. “Then we do it my way. Understood.”
