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Authors: Alyssa Brooks

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He noted the shine to her lips, where she must have applied some sort of gloss.

Hell, he didn’t think she’d even owned any. His cock jerked and hardened. She looked so different, so delectable.

How easy it was to imagine her on her knees, her back arched, her luscious rear in the air as he beat it with his leather paddle. The way her skin would redden and she’d whimper, needing more, loving it. How she’d wriggle, struggling against the bonds, her mouth gagged, her eyes blindfolded. Claire, in total submission to his mastery.

Oh yes, how he could imagine it.

Damn he wished it could be so.

But Claire wasn’t the type to play the games he did. It took a bolder type of woman to accept his kind of domination. Claire would never let him cuff her, clasp her nipples, or…

There were many things she’d be shocked to discover he liked. Bottom line, he couldn’t change his sexual preferences and he wasn’t sure she could handle them. Not that he was into hardcore BDSM, but he did like to get kinky.

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In fact, he’d even made a chart. What would Claire think if she knew he’d weighed the pros and cons of a relationship with her on paper? Perhaps he should burn that. It wouldn’t do for her to read such private thoughts.

Blake sighed, his heart warming as he relished thoughts of all they did together. He didn’t have family, just Claire and he didn’t want to lose her. Ever.

He needed to pull it together. Squaring his shoulders, he straightened his spine and gave her a friendly grin.

“Come on in,” he suggested, attempting in vain to sound normal while he held open the door.

“I can’t. I mean—” She sucked in a sharp breath and blew it out with a hiss. “Blake, I want you to get me pregnant.”

“What?” Her words shocked him beyond comprehension for a moment. His muscles went limp, his jaw falling. Before he could catch it, his towel had dropped to the ground.

* * * * *

Sweat beaded above Claire’s lip. She was unable to avert her gaze from his hard, jutting erection. Good God, she known him for years, but she’d never known
that
.

Her hands shook to reach out and grasp his cock. To run her fingers down the wide shaft, along the thick blue vein to his balls. To weigh the orbs beneath in her palms, to relish what they’d feel like slapping against her skin.

She was dripping like a faucet. She couldn’t even look at his face as she spoke. His body commanded her attention elsewhere and she couldn’t break the spell. “Um. Okay.

I see you’re attracted to me as I am you. Okay. So let me present my case.”

“Claire…”

“You want a baby one day too, Blake. But we aren’t getting younger. You’re thirty-one.” Her voice shook and she forced herself to lift her eyes. She trailed her gaze over 11

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the sinewy muscles of his body, tight and lithe from years of karate. She couldn’t breathe, much less think.

One, two, three.

Claire told herself she’d count to five then look into his eyes and say her piece. She could do this. She had to.

Four, five.

She forced her gaze to meet his, staring deep into his blue eyes. “Remember when we agreed we didn’t want to be old when we had kids?” He nodded in a stiff motion, as if he were afraid to respond. “Yeah. I want to be young enough to enjoy my children.”

“Hopes of that are fast diminishing. After all, you’re thirty-one already.” The more she spoke, the more strength gathered in her voice. She remembered why she was doing this, the urgency that plagued her. “My doctor has diagnosed me with premature menopause. I may never be able to have a child. I might have to rely on fertility treatments to get pregnant. I only have a shot in the dark, but I want to try to have a child naturally, while I still can and I want to try with you. I can’t think of a better father than the man who’s been my friend for ten years. You know everything about me. We even live next door to each other.” She drew in a breath and then released her final plea.


Please.
Don’t make me go to a stranger. Not that I can even afford a donor. Blake, you know I’ve always wanted to have a baby. I thought I had time, but now that it’s being taken away from me, I realize what having a family means to me. It hurts Blake, so much, to know I may never have a baby.”

He swallowed, slow and deep, before he spoke.

“I see,” he answered her, his tone gruff, stilted. “But you don’t know everything about me, Claire.”

“What are you talking about?” Again her eyes drifted to his exposed cock. So powerful. Tempting.

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“I’m talking about my tastes.” He paused, drifting his eyes over her. “My sexual preferences.”

For a moment, her whole universe stopped spinning. Was her only hope about to say he liked men? No way.

He stepped forward, cupping her chin. A shudder ran through her, excitement tingling in her stomach. He caressed her cheeks with his thumbs, his eyes intent.

“Tastes?” she gulped out.

“To put it bluntly, Claire, you would have to submit to me. To be gagged, bound, spanked. Can you imagine doing that? In the bedroom, I’m the master, just like in the rest of my life.” Again he ran his thumb along her cheek. “But I don’t think you have the heart of a slave. We’d never click.”

The secret, buried side of Claire rushed forth. Was she shocked? Not as much as she might have thought, but it was hard to imagine seemingly sweet, regular Blake possessed such a kinky side. So maybe he was a little too organized and gave every decision too much thought. Certainly he had control over his body, considering he was a fourth-degree black belt. But all of that was why she never imagined him possessing this sort of personality quirk. He was too strait laced.

But what really stunned Claire was her temptation to reveal the darkest, most undisclosed part of her.

She wanted a man to spank her.

Before she could hesitate, she blurted out all too loudly, “I think we would.” Again he stroked her cheek. “I don’t know, Claire.”

“If I submit to you, will you try to give me a baby?” She couldn’t believe she’d just asked him that.

“If?” His brows rose. “Do you really think you can?” She lifted her chin in determination. “I know I can. I know I want to.” 13

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His eyes drifted along her length, as if analyzing her. “Okay. If you can truly submit and enjoy my preferences in the bedroom and aren’t just pretending, then I’d say you and I have something beyond a baby to consider. I might just marry your sweet ass.” He studied her hard for a moment, but she refused to waver, staring him directly in the eye. “In fact, if I’m agreeing to make a baby, marriage would have to be a factor, so yes, we first must be completely compatible.”

She swallowed, the muscles of her throat almost hurting from the way she worked them. “I believe we are.”

His hard gaze focused on her mouth. She shook under his gaze, ready and hoping for his lips upon hers. What would it feel like? Would he put his tongue in her mouth?

Would his kiss be soft and loving, or hard and demanding?

Her tongue darted out, running along her bottom lip. “Blake, please.” She stood there on tenterhooks for his mouth upon hers, waiting, hoping, as he analyzed her Yet somehow she never expected it as he swooped down and claimed her.

His hand went to the back of her head, drawing her forward and holding her steady as his mouth crushed hers passionately, his kiss quick, hard and filled with hunger. The embrace was fierce, bruising, and Claire couldn’t get enough of it. She opened her mouth for him, sliding her tongue against his as heat wound its way through her body, straight to her loins.

His tongue danced with hers, flicking quickly as his mouth worked hers. Arousal slammed through her, hot and fast and she was ready to give herself up to anything and everything he wanted to do to her right then and there.

To her disappointment, Blake broke away, grasping her chin and lifting her eyes to his once again. “That’s just a taste. Do you really think you could be with an animal like me and enjoy it?”

“Yes.” Her answer was quick, undoubted.

She’d more than enjoy it. She’d love it.

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“Prove yourself.” He released her chin, his fingers trailing along her neck as he stepped away. “Kiss my feet.”

Kiss his feet? He was naked! Her heart jumped, palpitating in a race of anticipation.

Her eyes drifted from his proud cock over his thick, well-muscled legs, to his feet.

She’d obey him. Gladly.

Suddenly she felt like a character in the erotic books she read. A star in the porn movies she secretly watched late at night.

Dropping to her knees, she leaned forward. She placed a gentle kiss to the top of his left foot, then to his right. The muscles of her pussy clenched, her clit pulsing with heat from the simple action. An immediate rush of desire poured through her, dampening her. In the deep recesses of her mind, she wished he’d reach down right now and smack her bottom.

Claire fought to catch her breath, her senses whisked away by wanton needs. Once again, she planted a kiss to his foot. With her tongue, she slowly licked along the thin bone of his big toe.

He jerked away, his tone stern. “Did I tell you to do that?” She hesitated, looking at him. “No.”

Rising, she wondered if she’d messed up. Displeased him. She wanted to pleasure him, to make him believe her. But she wasn’t sure how this was done. How a bed slave behaved.

“I—”

His hand caught her shoulders, guiding her back to the ground. “I realize you are unschooled in such matters, so I’ll let that pass with only with only slight punishment.” Reaching down, he landed a slap across her bottom. She jumped, shocked by the sight sting, but more from the way her pussy responded. The way it turned her on.

She remained bowed at his feet, not sure if she should kiss his feet more, half tempted to do something to anger him on purpose.

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She really wanted that spanking. And more. Oh, so much more.

His fingers knotted in her hair. “Suck my cock, Claire.” He guided her lips to his erection, his grasp on her pulling slightly, making her scalp crawl. “Show me how much you want me.”

Self-doubt rose up in Claire, knotting her stomach. Suck his cock? That was one department where she was experienced—somewhat.

But what if she wasn’t good at it? No one had ever told her she was. Not exactly.

She had to be. She wanted to be.

Desperate, she took him in hand. Enveloping him between her lips, she cradled his balls in her palm and massaged them. He moaned and thrust in her mouth—all the encouragement she required.

She swirled her tongue around his width. He tasted salty. Delicious.

She wanted—no needed—to please him. To make him want her. To prove herself.

And if this was what it took, then she’d gladly oblige him.

Claire sucked hard, sliding him down her throat as she moved back and forth along the silk-encompassed steel.

“Good girl, Claire.” His grip on her hair tightened and he moved with her, fucking her mouth. Riding her face. “Damn good. You like that?” She couldn’t speak, so she hummed in response. Blew and sang along the underside of his cock, her lips wrapped tightly around his width, her tongue flicking and praising his length.

He groaned again and she mouth-fucked his cock like her life depended on it. And it did.

“Jesus.” He fell to his knees, taking her with him. “I think you love it. You love my cock, don’t you?”

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She moaned her response. Resting on her weight on her palms, she thrust her rear in the air, not once slowing in her duty. She squeezed his balls then encircled his rod with her fingers, jacking him off as he pumped into her mouth.

“Claire!” A sharp smack landed on her bottom. Then another. Her pussy watered and yawned with the need to be filled. She was already aroused, but with every second she sucked his cock, every time he slapped her ass, the heat in her increased. Burned.

Claire focused on the tender skin on the underside of his head, suckling, then swallowing him alternately. Her lips were tingling, her tongue almost felt swollen.

How could he doubt their compatibly now?

She truly did love his cock.

Suddenly he twitched and jerked in rapid succession, warm cum shooting into her mouth. Unaccustomed to the sour liquid, Claire began to withdraw, but Blake forced her back.

“Lick me up, Claire.” He held her steady, his fingers moving in slow circles over her scalp, quietly encouraging her. “All of me.” She looked at him with wide eyes. He was serious.

So be it.

With her tongue, she gathered the semen spread over his helmet and spurted into his pubic hairs. She cleaned up every white drop of him, quickly adjusting to the unfamiliar flavor and finding she liked it.

“Come here.” Blake’s voice was gruff as he tugged her onto his lap. He pulled her head back and kissed her hard, tasting her, tasting himself deeply. “Compatible, huh?”

“Yes,” she whispered. “Please.”

He scooted her off his lap and stood, leaving her crumpled in a ball of emotion and sexual hunger. “Blake?”

What would happen now?

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Blake cleared his throat. “Okay. You have yourself a deal. I’ll attempt to become the father of your child, if we prove compatible after three days. On the final day, given I’m convinced—I’ll try to get you pregnant. For now, go home. We’ll start tomorrow, if you still think you can handle it. The whole time we’re apart, I want you to remember the way my hands felt on your bottom. Because if you return tomorrow, well…lots of things could happen, none sweet.”

Her heart both soared and sank at once. Claire scrambled to her knees. “Blake?” That wasn’t a dismissal, was it?

No!

He may have gotten off, but she hadn’t, and she didn’t want to wait until tomorrow. She wanted those unsweet things to happen right this instant.

Her nipples were tight knots. Her cunt ached. Her body yearned. “Blake, please—” To her dismay, Blake turned and walked away, leaving her crouched on the floor.

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