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The darker side he wanted to control came slithering to the top and lashed out at her. He cupped the back of her neck and pulled her to him. He attacked her mouth then, letting all his frustration, his needs, his desires wash over her, over both of them. She resisted at first, but it was futile. He knew she wanted him. He used it to entice her, slipping his tongue between her lips and tasting her.

By the time he pulled back, they were both breathing unsteadily.

“You choose, now. You come back to your place with me, or you tell me to fuck off.”

He watched her lashes lower as she sighed. It sounded like regret, and he realized he might have made a big mistake with her. Maybe he had pushed his luck with her, and she had written him off. She wasn’t a woman who had to wait around for a man, especially one that had been a jackass.

But in the next instant, she looked up at him, her gaze direct, unwavering. He felt as if she were looking into his soul.

“Let’s go.”

Chapter Eight

Shannon’s nerves were popping with excitement and a little bit of fear by the time she walked into her house. The ride home had been quiet, Kade not saying a word. She didn’t live far from her business, but it had seemed to take forever to make it back to her house. Kade shut the door behind him, and she set her purse and keys on the table in the front hallway and faced him.

He looked so different. Fire flamed in his eyes, darkening them with the desire he felt for her. "Last chance, Dupree.”

The way he said it sounded scary and thrilling at the same time. She knew he was trying to give her an out. He hadn’t spoken of any commitment. At the moment, he wasn’t thinking of the future—she was sure of that. Doing this, she was taking a chance on her heart but not her body. Even in his state, she knew that he would never abuse her. He couldn’t think beyond today. She understood that. It was the only way he could cope with whatever he was going through. Still, she knew that he would never dally with her if he hadn’t felt some kind of connection. She knew he was good, a really good man. And right now, he needed her.

“I don’t need any warnings, McKade.” She settled her hands on her hips and lifted her chin. He wasn’t going to scare her off, not now. “Unless you aren’t up to the task, Seal.”

He hesitated for a second, as if not believing she had just challenged him. The silence stretched as they stood there staring at each other. For a moment, just a moment, she thought he might walk away. That scared her more than his mood right now. Then, he grabbed her arm again and dragged her back to her room. Not that she was fighting him at all. She wanted this, wanted him in her bed.

He shut the French doors behind him and locked them. When he turned to her, she felt the first little lick of real fear. He masked his emotions, and she couldn’t tell what he was thinking. Shannon knew he was a good man, but she wondered at the moment if he realized it himself.

“Strip.”

She hesitated, not sure if she heard him right. This was not the playful lover she knew in Hawaii, the one who laughed with her in bed. This man was definitely dangerous. While he did scare her a bit, there was another emotion coursing along with it.
Arousal
.

“Did you hear me, Shannon? Do it now, or I’ll punish you.”

She shivered at the thought of what he might do. It would definitely be more than last time, she was sure of that. She did as he ordered but slowly. She wanted to make sure that he understood she was giving this to him. It was her choice, not his.

She removed her high-heeled sandals, kicking them to the wall and out of the way. Then, she slowly pulled down the zipper to her dress. She shimmied out of it, letting it fall to the floor. He showed no emotion in his expression. If anything, he looked mad. His lips turned down in a concentrated frown. His eyes, though, told another story. Heat was burning still, even hotter than before.

“Panties and bra too, Shannon.”

He didn’t raise his voice, but she heard the command. His tone was low and gravelly. It did odd things to her. She liked a little playing in the bedroom, but she had never seen herself as someone who would be into hardcore BDSM. But that low, demanding voice was starting to get to her. In fact, it made her want to make him happy, to please him.

She undid her bra, and he watched. A first for her. She had never stripped for a man. Not that she hadn’t thought about it, or didn’t have enough confidence in herself to do it. She had just never wanted to do it for a man. Until now.

She shook her shoulders, freeing the fabric and causing her breasts to sway slightly. The cool air hit her nipples, and she drew in a sharp breath. They were already so sensitive. She could not imagine what it would feel like when he touched them. By the time she got it free, she thought he made a sound, but she wasn’t sure. He still showed no emotion on his face, and if she hadn’t been so tuned in to him, she probably would have missed it.

She held the bra out and then dropped it to the floor. She waited.

“The panties.”

Again, not loud, but even more demanding. Shannon got the feeling that Kade was barely holding onto his control, and something in her wanted to push him over the edge. She turned to face the bed, giving him full view of the red thong she wore. Again, as slowly as she could, she skimmed them down her legs, bending over as she did so. Her pussy throbbed, her body ready to be touched, pleasured. She stepped out of them.

“Turn around.”

She did, and the man she faced scared her a little bit. She could see the way he was grinding his teeth. His jaw flexed each time he did. And his eyes…they were as dark and dangerous as the man who stood before her.

“Get on the bed, on your back, and spread your legs.”

She wanted to tell him not to order her around. A little play was one thing, but being ordered about was different. Everything in her independent nature wanted to rebel. But something deeper, something that yearned to be with Kade, was stronger. It aroused her on some level she had never touched before. Her need spiked. She did as he ordered and waited. Cool air washed over her pussy as she felt it dampen. God, he hadn’t even touched her, and she was dripping wet.

He approached the bed, still fully dressed. His blue gaze travelled down her body, and she felt it as if he were touching her. There was no doubt of the bulge in his pants. He was definitely aroused. He apparently wasn’t getting rid of his clothes anytime soon.
Dammit.

He skimmed his hand up the inside of her thigh. Those callused fingers danced over her sensitive skin. She couldn’t help the shiver that moved through her body.

“I need a word that tells me I’ve pushed you too far. Something easy to remember.”

“Jazz.”

“Do you understand what we are about to do? From this point on, I am in charge. I am the person in control of your pleasure.”

She nodded then sucked in a breath as he began to finger her labia. That first little touch had flashes of heat sparking through her blood. It was such a simple touch. It shouldn’t have her this close to the edge.

“Rules. No speaking unless I give you permission. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

As if to reward her, he pressed his thumb against her clit, and she almost lost it. She closed her eyes and hummed. God, the pressure pushed her closer, but before she could lift her hips, he slipped his thumb away. She opened her eyes.

“Oh, no, Shannon. You don’t come unless I give it to you. I’ll make you pay for that little stunt.”

She opened her mouth to say she hadn’t been that bad when he slapped her pussy. It wasn’t hard, just a pat really, but she was already sensitive there, and pleasure rippled out over her.

“I didn’t give you permission to speak.” He settled on the bed next to her, shaking his head. "You really don’t understand yet. Maybe you aren’t ready for it.”

As he spoke, he skimmed his fingers over her belly up to her breasts. He pinched her nipples. The action had her moaning and closing her eyes again. The man had the most talented fingers.

“Sadly, I can’t turn back now, don’t want to. It’s been a long four months.”

He slipped his hand up her neck and then placed his fingers against her mouth.

“Open up, baby.”

She opened her eyes again and did as he ordered. He slid his index finger into her mouth. She could taste her arousal. Wanting to be naughty, she slipped her tongue over his finger. He sighed in appreciation then pulled his finger out of her mouth.

Without a word, he stood and pulled off his shirt. She didn’t move, didn’t want to break the spell he was casting on her.

Holy mother of God.
With each inch of flesh he revealed, she became more entranced. Was there a chance he had gotten even more gorgeous? He had lost weight, which emphasized his sculpted physique. She wanted nothing more than to explore that body, but she lay on the bed, waiting for his command. That thrilled her more than the idea of touching him.

There was something wrong with her.

He unzipped his jeans and slipped them off. Of course, he wasn’t wearing any underwear. If she had even thought about him walking around commando, she would have probably not been able to concentrate enough to talk. He shucked them off and stood before her, his hand on his cock, stroking it. He had his gaze locked on hers, daring her to watch. She couldn’t resist. Watching his hand moving over his hardened cock, seeing the little pearl of pre-come easing out, had her yearning.

As if reading her thoughts, he asked, “Want a little taste, Shannon?”

There was a thread of amusement in his tone. And for a quick moment, he looked lighter than he had since he’d appeared in her bar.

She nodded. He inched closer to the bed. “Up on your knees.”

Her eagerness to please had her moving as fast as possible. He pressed his cock against her mouth, and she gladly took him in. With shallow movements, he thrust in and out of her mouth. Just like in Hawaii, the taste of him had her lust surging. She wanted more, wanted him deep within her mouth, to feel him bump against the back of her throat. He did not allow it.

Instead, he continued, giving her just a small taste of him as he slid his hand down her back to her ass. He skimmed the separation between her cheeks and fingered her anus. She hummed against his cock, and he jolted, shoving his penis further into her mouth.

“You like that, huh?”

She figured it was rhetorical and didn’t answer him.

“I have a feeling you would like some anal play, but not tonight.”

He continued to tease her as he fucked her face, increasing the depth of his thrusts. Soon though, she could tell he was losing control. His movements were not that controlled, and when she slipped her tongue over the tip of his cock, he pulled away with a groan.

“Oh, that was bad, Shannon. Really, bad.” He turned from her then, and she was left on her hands and knees, her body needing to be touched. Hell, she needed to touch him, to skim her hands over all that wonderful flesh.

Without turning around, he asked, “Do you have any scarves?”

“Yes, in the top right-hand drawer of the dresser.”

He retrieved a couple of scarves and set them on the top of the dresser. Kade turned and smiled at her. It wasn’t a huge smile, like the ones she was used to, but it was something. Even as frustrated as she was, it made her heart happy to see it.

“Come on,” he said, offering her a hand for support. “Up, off the bed.”

She did as ordered, excited to see what he would come up with next. Kade positioned her in front of the mirror.

“Look at you,” he said, his voice deepening, and his accent thickening. She did as ordered and was struck by the image of them together. Her light brown skin against his lighter, tanned flesh. He stepped closer, his cock against her ass. He placed his hand against her stomach. She was so tuned in to his touch that the simple gesture had her body reacting. It was hard not to as he moved his hand up to her breasts, caressing the underside of them. Frustration built.

“I can tell from your face that you’re not happy with me.”

It wasn’t a question, so she didn’t respond. It was hard to even think at the moment. With each delicate touch, he had her blood pressure rising, her body becoming more and more in tune with him. He slipped his hand down to her pussy. Using his index finger, he traced her labia. She was dripping wet, slick with her desire, but he didn’t say anything about that.

“Watch my hand.”

She was already doing that, but she understood he wanted to see her expression. He dipped his finger into her pussy, and she sighed.

“What a pretty sound.” He was still in control, but she heard the heat simmering in his voice.

As soon as he said it, she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.

“Don’t worry about showing your pleasure. The sweetest sound is hearing you moan my name.”

He teased her for just a few more seconds before he pulled away. He took the first of the scarves, a red one with black designs on it, and slid it over her breasts. Her skin was so sensitive to his touch that it almost hurt as the delicate fabric slithered over her nipples. Kade’s gaze was glued to the scarf as he moved it over her, his lips curving in satisfaction as she shivered.