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off and sits next to me, still on the bed. “Not sure. Your eyes, maybe.” While glaring into them, he adds, “You have the darkest eyes I think I’ve ever seen, Amelia. And they’re so communicative.”
    Lost in his stare, I’m unaware of his hand moving down my body until he slips two fingers deep inside me.
    I gasp at his casual penetration, and at the pleasure.
    Until then, I never realized quite how much I needed to let go.
    Wow…
    “See, so expressive. They tell me you want this from me. Am I right?”
    I shouldn’t, but I have to tell the truth. I sigh. “Yes… Yes.”
    “You love how I’m in charge of what’s happening to you. Say it.” His adept digits smooth over and around the spongy pad inside, sending shockwaves throughout my core.
    I can’t speak; I only want to feel.
    “Say thank you for taking away the burden. With such good manners, you must be dying to say thank you.”
    I can’t, I won’t admit how right he is.
    “Ah...” I sigh again.
    I can’t help myself.
    I grind down and clench my muscles around the fingers, so greedy for the strong sensations they stimulate.
    “Thank... thank you.”
     
    Bryce grins, silencing my voice with a kiss while expertly finger-fucking me almost to the brink of release.
    “Such a good girl, for me. But it’s not time for you to cum.” He stops the motion and withdraws. “Not yet.”
    “Why?” I beg. “What are you doing to me?”
    I loathe myself for needing him inside me so desperately, and he licks his fingers again.
    “Good girls are patient. And pleasure is more rewarding once desire is layered.”
    I’m so frustrated.
    “What? Layered?” I exhale and writhe as my juices leak over the bed.
    “The release of layers of need is far more worthwhile than a quickie, don’t you think? I know you think you’re frigid, but from what I’ve seen...” He tilts his head and strokes my hair. “You’re wrong.”
    I want to cry and cum and laugh. He sees me in ways no one else has, even myself.
    “I don’t understand any of this.”
    “It’s simple. You shouldn’t be ashamed to enjoy being controlled like this, because...” He strokes a strand of hair out of my face. “It is either in your nature or it’s not. I’m thrilled to say, submission certainly is in yours.”
    “No.” A growl works its way up from my stomach. “You’re wrong.” I can’t be the kind of weak-willed woman who needs a bloody man to lead me in everything. “Dead wrong.”
    His gaze covers my face at a steady pace.
    “The longer you struggle with your identity, the longer it will take for your release. You’re a willful submissive, a rare combination, and you’re beautiful.”
    I want to slap him and kiss him; he is infuriating.
    He replaces his jacket and leaves me alone to think over all he’s done and said, but I am frustrated and confused about everything.
    Alone again.
     
     
     

Chapter 10
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
     
     
     
    The din of classical music and voices comes from way beyond my room after several doorbell chimes, and I wonder what’s going on.
    A party?
    He’s having a party while I’m tied up in here?
    What the hell?
    Bryce returns much sooner this time, saying, “I must be quick.”
    By leaving me to stew quite literally in my own juices, he’d left me with a headache.
    Thankfully, perhaps because he notices my need or the hope shining in my eyes, or because this is his plan all along, he wastes no time.
    His jacket and this time his trousers, too, both fly through the air and I pant with hope he will finally be inside me.
    I don’t care if this situation is weird, or if he’s weird, or if wanting him makes me weird, or weak, or even a submissive—I want him.
    “Your shirt too?” I say.
    What can I say?
    I want to see all of him.
    He glares, breathless with his own enthusiasm. “Don’t speak. I can’t take long.”
    Bryce climbs up on the bed.
    Working up from the base, he kisses my legs quickly from my feet until he