Free Bound to be Tamed: Emergence, Book 2 by Becca Jameson Page B

reserved for when he was aroused.
    Good. She released the grip on her lower lip from her teeth and parted her lips to receive the first bite. Chicken Parmesan. The best she’d ever had. Tender breast meat covered in crispy breading and smothered with red sauce and mozzarella. He must have kept the parts separate in order for it to taste so fresh.
    Next he ripped off a bite of the garlic roll he held, the butter dripping down his fingers and making her lick her lips and open her mouth prematurely.
    Dane smiled at her as he proceeded at his own pace. “Hungry?” He didn’t wait for a response. “You’ll eat what I offer when I offer it. Don’t get greedy or I’ll stop.” He reached for her mouth and set the perfect bite of bread on her tongue. It nearly melted on contact. She tried to keep from moaning around the bite and waited patiently for the pasta he twirled around the fork.
    Finally he lifted the utensil again. Even the noodles tasted divine. Every individual spice and texture assaulted her senses. It was so erotic to be fed.
    The next flavor to round out the perfect balance was a sip of the wine he’d poured. He offered it to her, tipping the glass just the right amount to allow her a drink. Before setting it down, he took a long draw of the delicious wine himself. “Mmm, that’s good.”
    She watched as he savored the flavors on his tongue, swirling the beverage around in his mouth before swallowing. It was so fucking sexy the way he drank wine. As his Adam’s apple bobbed with the action of his throat, she wanted to know all the subtle nuances of the Cab herself. She vowed to ask him to teach her more about wine one day.
    She concentrated hard on Dane’s actions with the fork in his right hand, failing to pay attention to Aiden’s presence so close to her back. Suddenly he smoothed his hands down her shoulders and reached around to cup her heavy breasts with both hands. He held them, weighing them, for several moments, and then he began to stroke his thumbs over the tips.
    She arched into his touch, trying hard not to break from the position he’d demanded of her, but unable to keep from reacting to his maddening fingers.
    Dane continued to feed her, his pace between bites unpredictable, while Aiden dragged her closer and closer to the edge of sanity. The assault on so many senses all at once was distracting.
    When she’d had all she could eat, she sighed.
    “Enough, little sub?” Dane asked.
    Ah, so he did care to ensure she ate what she wanted. “Yes, Sir. I’m full.”
    He packed each carton up, stacked them back in the bag and turned to set the leftovers in the refrigerator.
    The meal had been fantastic. Dane offered her a glass of water and she readily drank of the cool contents as he held the cup to her mouth. He even wiped her lips clean with a napkin.
    As though she hadn’t just consumed the most delicious meal ever served by the sexiest men alive in a fashion that had her pussy begging for release, Aiden led her by the hand into the master bath. He handed her a toothbrush. “This will be your sink.” He pointed to the one on the left. “I stocked the drawer with stuff you might need.” He opened it and she glanced in.
    Sure enough, women things filled the space. Bless him.
    She stared at him as she prepared the toothbrush. He bustled around the room, brushing his own teeth and washing his face and hands. How could he seem so cool and unaffected by the last hour?
    After she brushed and used the restroom, Dane led her to the bed. He turned her around and took her chin. “You had some infractions today that need correction. You know we’re going to use orgasm denial most evenings until you learn to obey orders. There aren’t really enough hours in the night to make up for the nap taken during your reading time, so we’re going to let it go with one hour of punishment. Besides, you did so well with everything else we asked of you today. For your first day, I’d say you did