I Need You (Learning to Let Go) by Hazel St James Read Free Book Online

muttering something, but couldn’t hear him from halfway across the yard.
    Within five minutes, she was well aware of what it was he was saying when he pushed her face first against the wall in the hallway leading to his bedroom. “Crazy,” he mumbled into her neck as he suckled on the sensitive skin below her ear, and kneaded her breasts in both hands through the shirt and make-shift bra.
    “You could drive a celibate monk crazy in these fuckin’ shorts,” Darrin said in her ear. In a flash, he let go of her breasts, quickly reaching down to pull the flimsy shorts off. He picked them up off the floor, turning enough to the side to toss them behind him onto the bed in his room.
    Sara turned her head to the side to see what he was doing, and he responded by holding up his index and middle finger in a V, pointing them at his own eyes as he tersely said, “Those shorts are for my eyes only, Sara.”
    Darrin grabbed her hips, rubbing his jean-clad erection up and down the crack of her ass. A strangled moan escaped her lips as she laid her forehead against the wall. She could feel Darrin pulling her backwards as he said, “Keep your hands on the wall and spread your legs shoulder-width apart.”
    Sara felt a shudder pass through her body as the heat rose between her legs, making it hard to not clench her thighs together for some relief for her overheated center. Making a forced effort, Sara worked on relaxing her legs enough to slowly slide them outwards as Darrin had instructed. Darrin had moved away from her, making short work of removing his boots, jeans and boxers. He closed the space between them, his rock-hard cock bobbing against her ass as he ran his calloused hands down her back, causing her skin to pebble.
    “Any objections to me taking you from behind, Sara?”
    Sara paused to think about what he was asking, almost shocked that he had asked permission. Her arousal level dropped, and her hips stopped undulating on their own when she realized that he wasn’t taking over the lead and forcing her to do this. It was still hot as sin, but the intensity of the entire situation had dropped back to normal.
    Darrin must have sensed the change in her body language, as he leaned forward to rest his head on her back. “We don’t have to do this, doll baby. I can carry you into the bedroom and make love to you there if this makes you uncomfortable.”
    Quickly realizing that she had let him astray with her lack of verbal cues, Sara arched her back into him, making him lift his head up. “No, I like it, Darrin. I just didn’t know what you meant by b-behind is all,” Sara stuttered as she lied.
    Wincing at her own words, she sighed before she dropped her shoulders in defeat. Darrin was the best thing that had happened to her in a long time, and he deserved her to be truthful. He was always truthful with her, to the point of being brutally honest sometimes.
    Willing up her courage from deep inside, Sara let her inhibitions fall away as she blurted out, “That was a lie, Darrin. I’m sorry. I, u-um, get really turned on when you take my options away from me in the bedroom…when you don’t give me any choices.” Sara turned around to face him, trying to avert her eyes from his slowly deflating erection.
    Darrin pulled his eyebrows together in a frown as she continued, “I really, really love having sex with you, Darrin. It’s just that, I seem to have an affinity for being bossed around in bed; it is about the only way I know to explain it right now. It’s called being a submissive, but I really don’t understand all the logistics of it.”
    Darrin stood stone-faced, unflinching from her scrutinizing gaze. After a few terse minutes had passed, Sara sighed as she walked passed Darrin to get her clothes from the bedroom. She had almost made it all the way inside the door when he reached out and grabbed her arm, halting her from getting inside the room. Trying to keep her tears at bay, Sara turned away from him,