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that you could do that? Did I give you permission to touch me?” he growled. When she didn’t answer, he continued, “Do not try to control your time with me. It will not work. If this training relationship is to continue then you must accept my direction. If you want something, then by God, you’d better learn to ask for it first.”
    Before she could respond his mouth captured hers in a searing kiss. Lips and teeth moved together as his tongue plunged deep, seeking more heat and moisture as their tastes mingled. His was as dark and smooth as his voice and something she never wanted to end. Thomas’ free hand curled in her hair, holding her tight against him, eliciting a whimper from her.
    Want and need suffused. Her heart sped up and her mind raced until her knees buckled, and Thomas had to tighten his arm around her waist to steady her. This was no ordinary kiss. He consumed her with a combination of hunger and passion. She moaned into his mouth, and he deepened the kiss.
    Thomas pressed her hands into her back, moving her forward until the hard length of his erection nestled between her thighs. The thin fabric of her skirt did nothing to hide the heat coming from both of them. In fact, when the crown of his cock nudged at her clit, her need for him spiked. Gabby fought his hold, her only thought of getting her hands all over him. His tongue fucked into her mouth much like she imagined his dick sinking into her pussy. Those images certainly didn’t help. Helpless to stop him or urge him on, she whimpered once again. He shifted his stance, brushing his chest across her hard nipples. With the beat of arousal pounding through her blood, she thought of little else than getting him inside her.
    Never in her life could she remember an edge like this, an arousal so tight she hovered on the line between pain and pleasure. He nudged her clit twice more, nearly sending her flying from the ledge again then eased his mouth from her. A soft cry of disapproval fell from her lips. He was going to torture her; she just knew it.
    Their gazes connected—his dark with power that told her in no uncertain terms he was in charge, something not to be forgotten. Gabby tried to catch her breath and find a calm that evaded her. Not possible with this much need swirling inside. The only thing that made her feel marginally better was the harsh breathing she’d picked up from him. She was not the only one in the room affected.
    The skin around his warm eyes crinkled when he smiled down at her. A smug smile if she’d ever seen one, but she had no smart retort when her body tingled from head to toe and her pulse beat steadily in her clit.
    “How do you feel?” He spoke with concern, but the smile still played around the corners of his mouth. He was far too pleased with his effect on her.
    “I’ll be fine, Sir.”
    He released her hands and took a step back. Before she knew it, he had his pants refastened and his clothes rearranged as if nothing had happened—except for the thick ridge of his erection outlined in his pants. Seeing it almost made her giddy. Knowing that Thomas desired her meant more than she’d expected.
    “Good. Then when you get home, I want you to think this through. What happened here tonight is minor compared to what you’ll have in store for you tomorrow night and the nights after.” He pulled her into his side and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. “I’m not always an easy man, Gabrielle. You need to be sure.”
    “But I—”
    He placed two fingers across her lips. “Your need to argue is cute to a point. Go home. Take a warm bath. Get a good night’s sleep. You’ll need it. If you decide to continue, then I’ll expect you here tomorrow night at the same time.” He scooped up her belongings from the coffee table and handed them over.
    Gabby stood there in a confused stupor. He wanted her to just go home? Now?
    “Don’t look so surprised or disappointed. This isn’t any sort of punishment. You’ve