Page 62 of Cole's Command

“Thank you, sir.”

It shouldn’t be empowering to respond to him that way, shouldn’t be exciting to shrug her jacket and silk blouse from her shoulders, but as she did just that, she acknowledged how tantalizing her performance was.

“Fuck, Eden.” He whistled, starting a small circuit around her. “You are breathtaking, little girl.”

“Thank you.”

She closed her eyes at his admiring tone, drinking it in. Cole wasn’t the first guy who’d seen her in her lingerie, but his enthusiasm was palpable. The only other lover who’d had the same opportunity had barely stopped to look at her, preferring to get to the main event as soon as he could.

“You’re welcome.” His breath warmed her skin. “I want you on your knees.” He resumed his small circle. “Can you cope with that, little girl?”

Can I? Her brow furrowed as she glanced down at the soft carpet under her stocking-clad feet. “Yes, sir.”

“Good.” He paused, stroking her wrists. “Then kneel for me.”

Taking a deep breath, she slowly complied.

“What are you going to do, sir?” Peering over her shoulder, she strained to see what he had in mind.

“You saw the ropes?” He lifted them to her eye line. “I’m sure you can work it out.”

He’s going to bind me. “Oh, God.” Her head lowered, the sensation of the twines as he wrapped them around her wrists quickening her already racing pulse. But one thing was noticeable as he worked; she didn’t try to resist him. I want this.

“There.” His lips grazed her shoulder before he rose. “My ropes look wonderful on you. As I knew they would.”

Stretching her fingers, she tested her bonds. They were tight, as she’d suspected, but what she’d never have speculated was how much the reality thrilled her. Her nipples beaded as she tried to catch her breath. In all of the years that she’d been working with clients, she would never have predicted how much she loved being bound.

“How do my ropes feel, little girl?” He was back in front of her now, his cock tenting his joggers.

“Good, sir.” Good? She shook her head at her answer. Is that how you describe bondage?

“I’m going to give you something else to focus on.”

Her gaze flitted to his obvious arousal before darting to his face.

“Can you guess what?” His wry tone had returned.

“Tell me, sir.” That’s what she was on her knees for, wasn’t it? To be commanded. Desire pooled between her legs as she tried to imagine how Cole would achieve it. She couldn’t bloody wait.

“I can do better than that.” His purr echoed around the room as he shuffled the joggers from his hips. “I can show you.” His cock sprang forth before her eyes, its impressive girth eager for her attention.

“I...” She couldn’t take her eyes from his magnificent erection, envisioning how incredible it would be to feel it inside her. “I’ve never done this before.”

It seemed a ridiculous thing to admit, but Eden’s sexual experience was limited to the fleeting ‘roll on and roll off’ encounters with one ex. She’d never pleasured a man with her mouth before and was certain she needed her hand to finish the job.

A swell of shame and embarrassment rose within her, forcing her gaze to the floor. Surely, Cole would assume a woman in her thirties would have given head before, but if he was perturbed, he didn’t let his surprise show.

“No problem.” One hand rose to her face, smoothing away her hair before encouraging her gaze to meet his. “All you need to do is open. I’ll do all the work.”

Unable to find the right words to respond, her lips obeyed by parting. Her breaths came faster as he grabbed his dick and directed it toward her. Dragging the tip around her mouth, and filling her senses with his masculine scent, he held her head steady.

In that moment, Cole was everything. He was the man who had opened up to reveal his innermost secrets, the one who’d taken her without her agreement and the one who now promised to master her. It was almost too much to process.

Allowing her eyes to flutter closed, she concentrated on her breath. Let him do what he wants. Cole is hotter than hell. Relaxing into thought, she flicked her tongue over his crown, skimming the side of his shaft. His appreciative moan confirmed her captor relished the contact.

“Very nice, little girl.” His fingers tightened in her hair, compelling her eyelids to flicker. “But I said, open.”

Her lips parted on command, and that time Cole didn’t hold back. Pushing past them, he slid into her throat, his depth creating sparks of panic in her mind.