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Larison kissed me back and then we were overcome again, writhing and gasping and grabbing.

Larison pushed me into the bed with a hand in the middle of my chest. “Be good.”

Oh.Fuck.

She could tell me to do anything and I’d do it. I’d do it because it was what she wanted. I’d give her anything. Rip my soul out of my body and hand it to her.

This woman owned me and had owned me for longer than I’d realized. If it wasn’t too late already, I was absolutely going to fall in love with her.

It was probably too late.

This wasn’t in the plan. This hadn’t been what I wanted, but I was here now with Larison and it didn’t matter.

“I’ll be good,” I said in a soft voice that I didn’t recognize.

“You’re going to be good for me, Josephine?” The air in the room had shifted and I was having trouble drawing a full breath. This was intense and a few moments ago. Things had shifted and thickened and grown deeper.

“Yeah, I’ll be good,” I said again, because I wanted to say it.

“You’re a good girl, aren’t you?” she asked, and I moaned so loud that she had to shush me.

“Good girls have to be quiet, remember?” she said, stroking one hand along my neck.

“Yeah,” I said, licking my suddenly dry lips. “I’ll be quiet.” I’d try, at least. No promises. I was kind of losing my mind currently.

Larison licked into my mouth, tangling her tongue with mine and I was absolutely and completely hers.

Chapter Twenty

Larison

I didn’t know what came over me, but the words had come so naturally and watching how Jo responded made me want to say even more. We’d shifted into these new roles like we’d just been waiting for someone to say go.

All kinds of things went through my head, but since this was our first time, I wanted to find out what she liked. What turned her on. And then, what got her off. Because I was getting her off. Even if I had to reach in my drawer and get some assistance with it.

While Jo lay under me, trembling, with her pupils blown, I decided to take my time. To really make a mess of her.

Her body was sweet and soft, and I wanted to taste all of it. Her hips and the insides of her thighs and under her breasts. I needed to know all of her with my mouth and hands.

I wanted to turn her inside out and wreck her.I wanted to cherish her and pleasure her.

I’d never been this obsessed with someone. Not even with Josh. That had been quick and hot, but this was something more. I wanted to chain her to this bed and never let her leave.I wanted to ignore every single one of my responsibilities so I could see what she looked like when I made her come so many times she cried.

Dark thoughts. Delicious thoughts. The kind of thoughts that I might have entertained during a fantasy, but never in real life.

I guess she just brought out a different side of me.

I tormented her with kisses and licks and even a few bites. Nothing that you’d see when she was wearing clothes. I wasn’t going to cover her in marks that people would ask about. I wanted them to be our secret. She’d know they were there, even after she left me.

I kept looking up at her and saw her fingers in her mouth, muffling the sounds she made. They were beautiful. I wanted to memorize them.

Her nipples were hard and tight in my mouth as I teased and sucked at them as she shook under me. I didn’t even need to reach down to know she was dripping all over my blankets. She could gush all over my bed if she wanted to. I’d happily change the sheets.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she panted as I kissed and dragged my teeth along the insides of her thighs, pushing them apart. I reached up for one of my pillows and shoved it under her hips to give me a better angle.

And then I ate her out like I was starving, and she was my salvation.

This time she did cover her own mouth to stop the sounds.