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He was almost giddy from the sound of her voice rolling over the letters. He was in serious trouble.
    “Reading about it is something different than experiencing it.”
    “Do you think I can’t handle it?”
    She didn’t look so vulnerable right now. In fact, she looked ready to conquer worlds. He found he liked both of the Marias. The one who made him want to soothe her worries and the warrior queen in front of him.
    “Oh, I think you can handle it. And I know you would like it, Maria. I saw your reaction to my order earlier. Pick a safe word.”
    She licked her lips again, that tongue darting out over her plump lips. Inwardly he groaned, but he didn’t have as much control over it as he thought. There was a rumble in his chest. Just the thought of sliding his cock between her lips had him barely able to think straight.
    “Flower.”
    Without another word, he stepped forward, grabbed her hand and walked her down the hall to the bedroom.
    “Which one?” he asked, hoping she knew what he meant.
    “Last one on the left.”
    He got her into the room without too many issues. He ignored the urge to take her there, strip her naked, plunge into her body. At least he tried to. Later, he knew he would marvel at the fact that he could walk standing up and not crawl on the floor begging her for sex. But right now, in this, he could at least attempt to be the Dom he was.
    The room was nondescript, except for the bed. Damn, the thing was huge. It had to be a California king. There would be lots of room to move and play. He let go of her hand and sat on the bed. She stood in front of him. The dim light from the hallway was not enough.
    “Turn on the light.”
    She did as ordered.
    “Come back over here, Maria.”
    As she walked toward him, he was struck by her looks again. She’d been a somewhat attractive woman before, but that dress had shown what she had been hiding. Full, tight, and definitely womanly. But it went beyond that. He had noted the ivory skin, the way her blue eyes seemed to take up her whole face, and he definitely noted the bee-stung lips. But the hair, that had him itching to run his fingers through it.
    “Still sure?”
    She nodded.
    “Do not speak unless spoken to. The only time you do is if you need to say your safe word. Nothing but answers to my questions. Do you understand?”
    “Yes.”
    Another zing of anticipation swept through him. It was her first time, so he knew he couldn’t ask for a complete submission. He didn’t have any toys with him, and he didn’t have his preferred restraints. He settled back on the bed and tried to calm his racing heart. He had never been this excited by a sub’s agreement. She didn’t like it, not one bit, but she definitely was going to do it.
    “Strip down to your panties and bra.”
    She hesitated. He could understand. It was a big thing to ask of someone new to the game, but he felt the need to gain complete control over her. Something deep-seated in him told him he needed to be the one in charge from the beginning. She wouldn’t respect him otherwise.
    Then she reached up and untied the top of her dress. He expected her to take her time, but she let it fall into a pool at her feet. For a second, he didn’t say anything. He was sure he didn’t show any kind of reaction to her, or he hoped. The wild beast inside him wanted to howl because, damn, the woman was beyond gorgeous.
    She was wearing a push-up bra, red, along with a pair of panties, although they might not be called panties. He was sure there was some kind of requirement in amount of material. This was definitely lacking in that department. He could tell it was a thong, but he didn’t have her turn around. His palms were sweating, his body screaming. He did his best again not to show any reaction. He was in control...he hoped. She had not one mark on her skin, except for a tiny scar on her shoulder. He could tell from the way it looked it was a bullet wound, but he decided to wait until later to