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Duncan kissed her shoulder, reaching his hand around to cup her breast.

“Easy, sugar.” His voice was low, soothing. “Who’s touching you? Say my name.”

“Duncan.”

“Again.”

“Duncan.”

Her tight chest eased, allowing her to take a deeper breath. Duncan wouldn’t hurt her.

He let go of her hair, stepping close behind her, his skin hot against her back. He grasped both of her breasts in his hands, pinching her nipples, tugging on them. She whimpered.

There are rules I want to discuss,” Duncan said.

She nodded. Duncan was big on rules. It was as though rules helped him keep control over his life. He was big on control, not only because he was a Dom, but she figured because there had been little calm and control while he’d been growing up.

He had once told her a little about his childhood and it sounded like complete chaos, so she could understand his need to control his surroundings.

“You will use one of your safe words at any stage you need to. Yellow to slow down, Odie to stop. Understood?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“During sex, I’m in charge. Outside of the bedroom, I would want control of your health and safety. Beyond that I’m willing to negotiate.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Lean over and rest your hands on the bench.”

Laken bent over, placing her palms on the bench, pushing her ass out.

Duncan kneeled between her legs and ran his hands over her buttocks before pulling the lips of her pussy apart. He held her that way, just looking at her. Laken bit her lip, holding back her protest, her thighs trembling with the effort of remaining in place.

“Stay still, I want to look at you. You’re very wet, sugar. Did watching me turn you on?”

She sucked in a sharp breath as he reached out with one finger and lazily flicked her clit.

Smack! His other hand landed on her butt, startling her.

“Y-yes, Sir,” she replied, realizing what he was after.

“Good girl.”

She stilled at those words, fighting the voice in her head. His voice.

She jolted as another flare of heat engulfed her ass as she smacked his hand down on her butt cheek.

“No one else is here but you and me, Laken. All you need to concentrate on is me. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Easier said than done. Damn him. Did he think he could just order her to forget about that bastard?

He ran his finger down the slit of her bottom. Parting her cheeks, he pressed his finger against her asshole. She shivered. She loved having her ass played with. He continued down lower, cupping her mound.

One finger strummed her clit. Back and forth, round and round. Oh God. Oh God. So close. She’d been on fire for the past hour as he’d worked out. It wouldn’t take much. A bit more.

Suddenly Duncan stepped back. It took her a moment and a few ragged breaths before she realized he’d actually stopped.


Tags: Laylah Roberts Haven, Texas Erotic