All He Wants by Gibbs C. C

Author:Gibbs, C. C. [Gibbs, C. C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction / Romance - Erotica, Romance, Adult, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781455528318
Publisher: Forever
Published: 2012-12-06T07:00:00+00:00

FOURTEEN

As the door closed on Dominic and Mrs. Hawthorne, Kate let out a deep breath. Was she foolish to stay? Was this particular game more than she could handle? If push came to shove, could she prevail against someone like Dominic Knight? Although, on the plus side, he offered pleasure beyond her wildest imagination and she’d always had more self-confidence than she needed; maybe she should consider Dominic Knight as just another challenge.

Liabilities aside, though, one thing was certain. He was a sex dream come true.

As if to underline that undeniable truth, or perhaps put an end to her debate, the door opened and Dominic walked in.

“That was quick.”

“And you didn’t move.” He leaned back against the door, his face impassive. “Would you like a reward?”

“Depends on what it is.”

“Perhaps I wasn’t plain enough. I’m going to fuck you.”

“So no punishment?”

His lazy smile was unrepentant. “Your choice.”

“Great choices,” she murmured, a touch of mockery in her voice.

“Misbehave and there’ll be no choice,” he said, moving away from the door and toward her.

“I haven’t agreed to any of your rules just yet. I have choices.”

“I haven’t agreed either,” he said quietly, stopping before her. “So there aren’t any rules.”

He suddenly seemed too close, too large, intimidating. She took a step back. “Don’t look at me like that,” she said breathlessly.

“It’s just so damned tempting to spank you when you’re dressed like a—like that,” he said in a soft rasp, his gaze flame hot.

The video flashed before her eyes, spooked her…. “Don’t touch me!”

He closed the small distance between them in one long stride, grabbed her hands, shoved them behind her back, and dragged her body into his. “Don’t touch me?” he growled. “When you’re wearing that fuck-me number?”

“It’s your fuck-me number,” she snapped, staring him straight in the eye, her temper spiking at warp speed when he pushed this hard. “I didn’t ask for it. I’m fine with vanilla sex. Especially with your mother around.”

The transformation was instant, the bucket-of-cold-water metaphor entirely apt. He even gave his head a shake as though coming up for air.

“You’ve got fucking nerve,” he said with a hint of a smile. “I’ll give you that.” But he didn’t move, his grip still harsh, his body still crushed against hers.

“So I’ve been told.”

He remembered saying that to her at their first meeting. His brows lifted faintly. “Are you mocking me, Miss Hart?”

“No, I’m pushing back. I said I would.”

He gave her a considering gaze for a brief moment, then said quietly, “We’ll see how that works out.” He brought her arms around to her sides, smiled. “My mother won’t be around long, Miss Hart. You’re going to have to get more creative.”

“There’s always no.”

He laughed softly. “That should tax my self-restraint.”

“Or your integrity.”

He didn’t immediately respond. “You talk a lot,” he finally said.

“About things you don’t want to talk about.”

“That I never think about.”

“Because women never say no to you?”

He hesitated, then blew out a breath, and said, “Right.”

He had small chinks in his armor, like now, when he would have preferred not answering and did.

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