My Addiction (Club Desire, #2)

She loved that he was so aware of her well-being without being smothering. She had to admit, even as an independent woman, she did enjoy being taken care of now and then.

A few seconds later his touch traced her shoulder blade. Neither spot made her wince when touched anymore, which was good. She would have to get some of that liniment to keep around for emergencies.

She smiled, but then realized she might not be around much longer to use it. She had promised herself a trip to visit Club Desire in Phoenix next week, and she was still determined to take it, no matter how many orgasms Master Dex gave her in the span of two days.

His hot breath feathered against the side of her neck, making her jump and sending a wave of sensual shivers marching across her skin.

“You surprised me,” she said in a harsh whisper.

He chuckled with his lips still pressed against the side of her neck. “Good. It’s never good to be too predictable.” A light smack to her ass made her laugh.

She noticed it wasn’t even enough to leave a good sting, which meant he was erring on the side of caution since she was still sporting his marks from the flogging. Part of her was disappointed, but another part was warmed by the affection and concern he always showed for her.

He laid his large hands on her shoulders and slowly turned her to face him. “Lie on your back with your hands above your head and your legs spread.” When she started to step out of the heels, he said, “leave the heels on.”

She smiled. She hadn’t known how much Dex would like the heels. She wondered if it was a good or a bad thing. She had to forcibly remind herself that he was only here temporarily, and she might be moving soon anyway.

The pang of disappointment hit hard, and she forcibly ignored it and slipped her foot back into the heel she had started to take off.

One step toward the bed allowed her to fold down the cream comforter and pull it off entirely so she could toss it on the recliner.

As she turned back to sit on the bed, she caught Dex watching her. A herd of butterflies took flight inside her stomach as inside her anticipation reached a fever pitch.

He gave her an encouraging smile and then glanced away, as if patiently waiting for her to complete the instructions he had given.

She suspected he wasn’t as patient as he looked, but there wasn’t anything to be gained by exploring that right now, so she crawled onto the bed and lay on her back. She adjusted her position so her head rested on her pillow, and she stretched her arms up so they lay next to her ears, with her hands resting above her head.

When she had found a comfortable position she was sure she could hold for a long period of time, if needed, she spread her legs, enjoying the rush of cool air against her inner thighs and heated center.

Dex moved to the end of her bed and watched her with an intensity that made her skin buzz. After a few minutes he toed off his shoes and crawled between her spread legs.

It reminded her of the other night when he had spread the liniment on her back. Except that she had been facedown and unable to see how much he looked like an animal about to claim its mate as he settled between her legs.

His pushed her thighs farther apart and then lifted her legs so they draped over his shoulders. “No matter what, Kate, keep your hands above your head.”

“Yes, sir,” she answered automatically, as she wished her wrists were restrained. It would take much more concentration to make sure she didn’t move them, but she supposed that was the point.

He lowered his mouth to her mound and blew hot air against her soaked center.

A gasp ripped from her throat and her pussy clenched, aching to be filled.

“There’s a reward if you’re a good girl and follow all my instructions.”

The words hung in the air between them as he swiped his tongue between her folds.

Kate squeaked and threaded her fingers together against any temptation to lower her hands. She could already see that it would be extremely hard work earning the reward Dex had mentioned. But she was determined to earn it, no matter what she had to do.

“You taste amazing.”

She opened her mouth to tell him that she couldn’t wait to taste him, but all her thoughts disappeared when he dipped his tongue deep and lapped, licking her in long strokes that all ended at her very sensitive clit.

As the exquisite sensations continued, she bucked her hips against his face, needing more. He laughed and continued his long, purposeful strokes.

She caught herself as she started to unlace her fingers so she could grab his head and hold his face against her aching slit.

She gripped her palms together more tightly and tried to relax into the continuing flood of sensations. But as she’d suspected, he intended to make her work hard for the reward he had offered.

When she was panting, and the tension in her body wound so tight she thought she wouldn’t survive it, he finally sucked her clit inside his mouth and gave it his full attention. Three strong pulls of suction against it, and her body took off like a rocket.

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