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“If my head weren’t about to explode I’d want to hear about these things good girls
shouldn’t know about. Is it anything I can Google?”

He smirked but made no effort to stop touching her. “I will be your search engine,
Meghan.”

She sighed and shut her eyes resting her head on his shoulder, enjoying the feel of
his big hand stroking her thigh and occasionally pressing his fingers against her
mound in a way that made her squirm.

“By the way,” he said quietly. “Thanks for corrupting my dog and turning her against
me. And my housekeeper too.”

Meghan smiled against his skin but didn’t open her eyes. “That’s what you get for
being an ass. There wasn’t anyone in that driveway when we got back who saw the both
of us and didn’t immediately know what happened.” She liked the way his chest rumbled
when he chuckled.

“This conversation most definitely is not over but I can see you’ve had enough for
tonight.”

“
Mmm
. I think maybe the ibuprofen is starting to take the edge off.” She wiggled on his
lap and snuggled into his chest. She might be a so-called
good girl
but she knew how to get his attention.

He shifted and slid from underneath her, pushing her down onto the bed, searing her
with a look that was so hot and lust-filled she whimpered softly.

“Close your eyes and relax, baby. Let me help you feel better.”

And then the kisses started. Light sweeps of his mouth, sweet and slow, all over her
face made Meghan purr with delight. The contrast of his soft lips and rough beard
was delicious and sexy.

With eyes shut, her other senses were heightened. Each touch and heated breath on
her skin intensified Meghan’s awareness. When his tongue swept the shell of her ear
a volcano of need erupted inside her.

He was seducing her senses and doing a damn fine job of it, too. Pushing his hands
into her hair he feathered her curls onto the pillow. In her mind’s eye she saw him
laying her out just so as if preparing her for his pleasure. The thought was erotic
and provocative.

A long, deep sigh moved through her body as she surrendered to his care. He was so
big and powerful that this softened approach was mesmerizing in its simplicity. He
still hadn’t kissed her on the lips.

She felt the scrape of his beard on her cheek as he leaned close to her ear, whispering
huskily, “You’re fucking beautiful Meghan.”

The touch of his lips, when they caressed her neck, made her tremble and shake as
goosebumps prickled along her skin. God, it was heavenly. Pressing warm, moist kisses
across her collarbone and up her neck to her chin he slowly stoked the flames of her
arousal until she wriggled and moaned in earnest.

When he finally turned his attention to her mouth she responded instantly, desperate
for more. Meghan kept her eyes closed as he’d commanded but turned toward his huge
body, lifting her leg and wrapping it across his backside. Even through his jeans
she could feel the heat coming off him.

He feasted slowly on her lips in a wet, deep kiss that turned her to mush. His thick
tongue inside her mouth, sliding sinuously against hers set off sparks along her nerve
endings. He was playing her, and she knew it, gauging her response, driving her insane
with just his mouth until she was almost out-of-control.

She didn’t expect him to draw back and ease her leg from his waist, but he did. Meghan
moaned her disappointment and almost opened her eyes when frustration gripped her
senses until she heard his low, growl.

“Lie still. Don’t move or speak.” He was asking a lot but she complied, gasping when
he took both her wrists in his hand and raised her arms above her head, anchoring
them to the bed with the power of his touch. “Keep these here,” he murmured. All of
his movements were slow but demanding. His control over her body was a definite turn
on.

She startled when his fingers press against her mouth until two slid between her lips
and went deep. The move shocked and titillated at the same time. Feeling his hot breath
close to her face, Meghan knew he was watching his fingers move in and out of her
mouth making her quiver as she sucked on them and swirled her tongue the way she would
if it was his cock.

“Good girl,” he murmured.

Oh my God.

His fingers moved to her chin and then her neck, as his caress swept down the middle
of her heaving chest until they met the fabric of her delicate nightie. She expected
he would stroke her breasts, her nipples puckering almost painfully with anticipation,
but he merely continued moving lower, his light touch rocking her senses.

Holding still became its own torture when Alex’s hand swept across her stomach, going
lower still until his hand was intimately cupping the mound of her femininity. Meghan
jumped when his mouth suddenly began suckling on her neck, as his firm touch remained
wedged between her legs. She turned her head to give him more access relishing the
sensation of his lips and beard on her flesh. It became almost impossible to keep
her arms above her head until her fingers found a space between the headboard and
mattress where she could hold on and still obey his command.

“Your panties are damp, baby,” she heard him growl as all the while he pressed harder
against her mound, then released in slow pulses that were driving her wild. Meghan
gritted her teeth, trying to stay still but his caress was too much. She quite literally
couldn’t help the roll of her hips as her sensitive flesh sought a more intimate contact
with his hand.

The moment she moved though, he snatched his hand away, making her groan from the
loss of his glorious touch.

“You must stay still Meghan…or I’ll have to stop.”

She grabbed onto the headboard and tried to quell the shaking in her limbs. There
was no way she’d survive if he stopped.

Long moments passed, the only movement and sound in the room coming from her chest
as it rose and fell on deep, shuddering gasps. Meghan was ready to beg for more, if
only she could speak.

Having ignored her beaded nipples until now, he tweaked one with a sharp pinch, rolling
it between his fingertips murmuring, “Obedience will always be rewarded.”

Was it possible to come just from the sound of his deep, sexy voice and a few deliberate
touches?

With neat efficiency, she felt her panties being removed and bit down hard on her
lip to stop from reacting. When she felt the cool evening air on her bared skin, her
body slipped into a sensory overload that only increased with each passing moment.

Alex was pretty sure Meghan’s headache had ceased to be an issue about the time he
put his fingers in her mouth. With all of her senses focused on what he was making
her feel, it was an easy way to disconnect her from the thumping in her head and the
discomfort of the sunburn.

That didn’t mean however that he wasn’t also intent on his own pleasure too. He’d
told her in blunt terms how he wanted her. Dirty as fuck actually didn’t even come
close to what was driving him but it was a good start. Had he expected her to cringe
at his lewd words? Maybe. When she didn’t even flinch at his wicked description of
taking her hard, fast, and rough, he practically beat his chest in primal satisfaction.

Looking at her, as she lay totally compliant to his desires, he was mesmerized by
her exquisite beauty. With her riot of curls spread out about her shoulders and her
arms stretched seductively above her head, she looked every inch the maidenly sacrifice
to the carnality of his heavy desires. Leaving her short, silky sheer nightie on and
not exposing her amazing tits had been a stroke of genius. It threw her off and added
a bit of unfulfilled desire. For both of them.

When he slid the matching panties down her legs and tossed them aside, he almost lost
his intention to focus solely on her pleasure when his dick reacted with strong pulsing
throbs that stole his breath. This morning in the truck he hadn’t seen anything but
her naked breasts but now, seeing her glorious femininity exposed to his voracious
gaze, well, it was nothing short of mind-bowing.

She had curves in all the right places and a surprisingly tiny waist that accentuated
the womanly flare of her hips. Alex’s heart thumped in his chest when he saw the fluffy
curls guarding her pussy from his gaze. He wasn’t a fan of the nude trend, relishing
her natural look and the way the pale flesh of her thighs made her mound look like
a decadent auburn-hued treat. He was
so
going to enjoy what came next.

Should he press her legs open or demand she spread them wide?
Decisions, decisions.
So far she had responded well to his verbal commands, pleasing him with her willingness
to let him take total control of everything. Even her response. He hoped she liked
this part of the erotic game they were playing because he seriously got off on dominating
her in every way possible.

“Meghan,” he grunted. She jumped at the demand in his voice. “Open your legs for me.”

He watched her slowly and very shyly parted her thighs. Alex couldn’t help the lascivious
smile that broke across his face. This was new territory for her. He’d sensed her
surprising lack of experience this morning and been floored by it. How a woman who
was so undeniably sexy and drop dead gorgeous could remain sexually naïve was a fucking
crime. It was also something that turned him on beyond measure. She was a carnal blank
canvas; one he intended to enjoy.

Time to test her shyness. “Wider, babe. A lot wider. Show me that beautiful pussy.”

God
. Watching as she bit her lip and seeing those fantastic deep rosy nipples pressing
against the flimsy nightie as she demurely met his demands was beyond anything his
imagination could have worked up. Especially once he caught sight of her pink center.
With her legs widening, the lips of her sex parted and he saw the entirety of her
sweet pussy for the first time. It was incredible. He wanted time to stand still so
he could just stare at it, at her, stretched out before him, panting with unfulfilled
desire and so very ripe and ready for his touch.

Alex reclined on his side; his body close to hers but not touching and enjoyed the
view. There was a fine tremor moving along her flesh that excited him. The longer
he made her wait for what came next, the more the tremors increased. Arms above her
head gripping the headboard, her torso barely covered in sheer silk and her legs spread
deliciously wide, she was a true goddess. He was half-tempted to keep her like that
until the sweet musky scent of her arousal found its way to his senses.

He liked playing with her.
A lot
. Liked the teasing touches and her trembling reaction. Putting his hand under her
nightie, he drew small circles on her stomach, extending each caress until his fingers
barely touched her soft curls. Her muscles clenched with excitement and expectation.
He smiled.

“Are you wet, baby?” She bit back a moan, and he chuckled. She was learning fast.
He’d told her not to speak. “
Hmmm
. What a shame I can’t hear you beg.”

The shaking increased. She was so fucking responsive but he’d tempted her long enough.

There was a light teasing sound to his voice when he leaned close to her ear and murmured,
“Do you want me to touch you? See for myself if you’re wet?”

Her head nodded so fast he had to chuckle again. His laughter however got caught in
his throat when he reached into her sultry heat and ran a single finger along the
seam of her sex, finding her flooded with arousal.

“Shit,” he ground out as his finger briefly delved deep and found nothing but incredible
heat and more moisture. Goddammit she was hot. Sexy hot. Using his middle and forefinger,
Alex spread her creamy wetness, lightly grazing the bundle of nerves at her clit,
which was swelled with desire. For him.

Alex took his time kissing and licking her with the flat of his tongue, tasting her
skin from her neck down the exposed part of her chest to her stomach until his face
was at pussy level. He wanted to watch while his fingers played with her sensitive
flesh. His cock throbbed its approval.

With one hand he spread apart the slick lips of her sex and groaned at the beauty
of her exposed pussy. He liked that her thighs were trembling. He knew he could probably
do anything to her and she would have welcomed it.

At first he thought of teasing her unmercifully. Rimming her passageway and denying
her need but there wasn’t any hope of that the moment he had her open to his gaze
and he saw a droplet of creamy fluid escaping her body. It was far too late for anything
drawn out. She was well beyond that point.

Without warning or preamble, Alex shoved a finger inside her, deep and hard. She grunted
and a flood of sweet cream erupted in her core, drenching him.
Jesus fucking Christ.

Still holding her lips open with one hand, he added a second finger, feeling the inner
walls of her juicy cunt expand and contract around them as he started a deep, slow
stroking while his thumb circled her exposed clit. She was shaking uncontrollably
within seconds.

He changed the angle and explored the hot, wet velvet clutching his fingers until
he found the bump of her swollen g-spot. Her legs fell open wider and though she didn’t
exactly move, her hips canted in such a way that his fingers had free access. It was
nothing short of glorious.

She smelled fucking amazing, and he wanted to taste her but Alex decided to save that
pleasure for another time. For now it was enough to watch his fingers fuck her while
her clit visibly pulsed. It wasn’t going to take much to push her into an orgasm.

He bit the inside of her thigh really hard and she cried out briefly before her response
turned into a muffled grunt. Even deep in the throes of arousal, she continued to
submit herself to his demands.
Stay still
.
Don’t talk
.

What had he told her? Obedience would be rewarded? He fully intended to make sure
that was what happened.