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

to him. It’s been lying dormant inside you waiting to be coaxed free.”
    “Why haven’t you said anything before?”
    “I was easing you into my control.”
    “You were?”
    “Baby, who sets the pace?”
    “You do.”
    “Who decides how you get your pleasure?”
    “You do, but—”
    “How many times have I taken you where you couldn’t move, where I’ve controlled the play so all you had to do was surrender and enjoy?”
    She hesitated. “Lots, but sometimes you let me…” her words trailed off.
    “Exactly, I let you. From the beginning, Mara, I’ve dominated you sexually.” He let that sink in before he continued. “I’d like to take it further. To have you fully submit to me. I’d love to dress you in something tasteful yet alluring, which I think is often sexier than bare, and have you on your knees, hands bound behind you, gazing up at me with those big beautiful green eyes, ready to please me in every way. As you so aptly put it with the ‘whole deviant nine yards’. In return, I’ll give you the most powerful orgasms you’ve ever had in your life. Does the thought of becoming completely mine, allowing me total control of your body as you submit to my demands make you hot, Mara?”
    Stricken by a wave of overwhelming desire, her body hummed as she pictured Sean, tying her down, teasing and sexually tormenting her, playing with her body for hours.
    “It seems like the cat’s got the sassy girl’s tongue.” Holding her gaze, he shifted, his knee coming between her thighs and nudging them apart. As she willingly spread for him more, he pressed his weight against her. At the same time, his mouth took hers in a fiercely passionate kiss, robbing her of breath. The next instant, it was gone as he sat back on his heels. Capturing her hands, he placed them palms up on either side of her head. “Let’s try an experiment. Leave your hands where they are while I explore.”
    He began stroking her lightly, his hands moving over her shoulders, circling the base of her breasts and trailing down over her flat stomach. At her waist, they flared out and tracked down her sides, over her hips and along the tops of her thighs. The entire time he surveyed her body’s response.
    As he played with her body, she responded instinctively, arching her back to offer her breasts, sucking in breath making her belly concave for his touch, spreading her thighs wide in clear invitation as he came close to the place she so wanted him to be.
    He slowly returned to his previous position, lying on top of her, claiming her lips in another soul stirring kiss.
    Her hands moved reflexively to touch him.
    “Ah ah, hands where I put them. You wouldn’t want to earn a correction during our experiment, would you?”
    A correction. As she moved her hands back to her pillow, her mind conjured up all sorts of BDSM punishments she’d read about: leather restraints and clamps, spankings and floggings. She had to admit, the idea of Sean’s loving hands doing those things to her didn’t sound exactly like punishment, except for the whip, which she couldn’t imagine was much fun at all and did in fact freak her out.
    “A correction,” he explained, as if reading her thoughts, “would be something that would remind you to obey me in the future.”
    The word obey sent another rush of heat between her thighs. Was she nuts? Where was this coming from? His lips dancing lightly over her skin was answer enough. When they curled around her bare nipple, she knew she would do anything he wanted if he kept up this sensual onslaught. Arching into him, she pressed more of her breast against his warm mouth. As she did, his teeth bore down in a firm bite with pressure, not pain. A groaned ripped from her chest.
    “Mara.”
    “Yeah?”
    “Where are your hands supposed to be, darlin’?”
    Her eyes fluttered open and angled down, meeting his amused gaze as he hovered over the wet, distended tip of her breast. Her hands weren’t where he left