Second Time Lucky (Club Decadence Book 5) by Maddie Taylor Read Free Book Online Page A

jumbled stuttering mess, which got worse when she tried to backtrack. “I’m sorry, for interrupting that is. Please, go ahead and make your point.”
    Way to go, Mara, have him thinking you’re a freak. Lord knows she’d seen it all. Nothing surprised her anymore, but it didn’t mean he flew a freak flag. Embarrassed, she couldn’t meet his eyes, staring at his chin instead.
    He dipped his head, trying to catch her eyes. “Mara, look at me.”
    Her head came up a fraction, but her focus rose no further than the end of his perfectly straight nose. “Ignore the foot in my mouth. I’m scheduled for an extraction at 0800, which will hopefully keep me from saying more stupid stuff.”
    There was an edge of amusement in his tone when he replied, “The correct term is BDSM and yes, I’m into it.”
    She gaped up at him, her heart suddenly racing Mach 5 as a rush of desire soaked the crotch of her panties. Maybe he was pulling her leg. Her eyes darted around his bedroom searching for clues. On the surface, it appeared perfectly normal. The comforter a brown and blue geometric pattern with matching window drapes. The wood tone furniture came across as ordinary. She didn’t see any eyebolts for restraints anywhere and there were no chains or pulleys hanging from the ceiling.
    He shook his head as he watched her. “I don’t have bondage equipment in my bedroom, Mara.”
    “Oh…” Oddly disappointed, she stared at him for a moment.
    “Does the fact I’m into dominance and submission freak you out?”
    With anyone else, the answer would have been hell yes! The few times she’d been tied up for sex— No, don’t think about the past, not while you’re with Sean. She refocused her thoughts, trying to come up with an answer. That it was Sean, and he liked naughty games, surprisingly turned her on. Her skin was hot, her palms were damp and a throbbing pulse beat had taken up residence in her clit.
    Knowing his eyes were upon her, keenly waiting, she mustered up a straightforward answer. “No, it doesn’t freak me out because I trust you.” She eyed him curiously. “Should it? You’re not into some really dark stuff with knives and blood, sensory deprivation tanks, or latex, are you?”
    His lips quirked up, turning down the next moment as quickly. “How do you know so much about it?”
    “I own a Kindle,” she said this as if it were answer enough. Another thought occurred to her. “I also worked in the emergency room at MedStar for a year or so before I got hired on at Walter Reed. There’s nothing in a dungeon any weirder than the stuff I saw come through there every Saturday night.”
    “Hm…” Moving suddenly, he came up on all fours over her. His hands remained firm on her wrists as his knees pressed into the mattress on either side of her hips caging her beneath him. Trapped, she couldn’t do anything but peer up at him. “What if I told you I was into control, most of all?”
    “Um… I guess I’d say I’m not surprised, you’re that way naturally.”
    “I’m talking about taking total control, setting the scene, stimulating and commanding my lover’s body to the point of mind-blowing pleasure, which gives me pleasure in return. I want to do those things with you, beautiful, to establish a powerful connection through trust so your body responds to more than an order, but also a look, a touch, or the inflection in my voice. I want a bond so deep that you come when I command it, or don’t when I deny you.”
    Gazing fervently down at her as he shifted, he aligned their hips, his cock nudging her intimately. She opened her mouth, “yes” on the tip of her tongue, as well as “more” and “now, please , ” but no sound came out.
    Barely above a whisper, he intoned, “You have submissive traits, Mara. It was the reason we were drawn to each other so quickly. We recognized in the other what we desire most.”
    “I’ve never—”
    “You’ve never met a man that made you want to submit