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She yelled his name.

It wasn’t from the pain, he knew, but from the force of her climax.

Moments later, her body went limp, and he brought her against his chest while she caught her breath.

“That… Thank you, Sir.” She looked up at him. “I had no idea you’d let me do that.”

“Me either.”

“Honestly?”

“I’ve spent plenty of time thinking about doing you.” Even though he shouldn’t have, as Damien and Gregorio both informed him. “I can’t get enough.”

“Same,” she admitted.

“So what are we going to do about it?”

“I don’t know about you, Sir, but I certainly have ideas.”

“Yeah?” he countered. “I have a few of my own.”

“I’m interested, Sir.”

“In that case, my beautiful Brandy…”

Chapter Five

By slow measures, he opened his fist to release the tight grip he had on her hair. “When you opened that door, I couldn’t be a gentleman and wait until later. And I couldn’t torture you, even though I’m being tormented.” Her body was designed for explosive sex. “I’d prefer to have an entire afternoon to play with you, but having you ride my leg will have to do.”

“Thank you for the orgasm, Sir. I might have dashed off to the restroom, otherwise.” She lifted herself onto her tiptoes, leaning against him more. “Now for that kiss…?”

He typically didn’t allow bottoms this much liberty, yet he was helpless to resist her.

Maybe because she was an extraordinary submissive.

She reached her hand around his neck and drew his head down a bit before pressing her lips to his.

Then, with boldness he should have expected, she worked her tongue into his mouth, seeking and searching, learning.

He loved the enchanting way she led, the taste of her, that of sensuality and longing.

Within seconds, his dominant nature took over.

Curving his hand into her hair, he pulled back her head and forced her mouth open wider.

In surrender, she moaned.

Loving the sensation of her heated body against his, he plundered, all but fucking her mouth with his tongue in an unspoken promise of what would happen later.

“Damn, Sir,” she said when he set her away from him.

“Beware,” he warned her.

“Sir?”

“You may want to keep a safe distance from me during your party.”

“Can’t keep your hands to yourself, Master Niles? I would have thought you had more self-control.”