Free Busted by Cher Carson Page B

to her feet. “Did I see a fire goin’ in the living room?”
    Too shaken to speak, she only nodded.
    He grabbed her hand and led her into the living room. After
stopping in front of the fireplace, he took a step back, keeping her at arm’s
length. “Take your clothes off, nice and slow.”
     
     
    Cole could barely breathe as he watched her strip for him.
He wrestled with the voice inside his head, telling him to give her what he
knew she wanted. But the last thing he intended was to scare her, so he tried
to control his natural urge to demand her complete and total surrender.
    She wouldn’t be ready to abandon her need for propriety and
stop worrying about what other people thought for some time. In the meantime,
he would slowly, gradually push her a little further out of her comfort zone
every time they made love, until eventually she was willing to acknowledge that
she wanted the same kind of relationship he did.
    She kicked her panties aside and stood before him, looking
shy and apprehensive as his eyes roamed her body, taking in every swell, curve,
and freckle. She was perfect. Petite, with the gentle softness he craved.
    “Tell me you’re still on the pill.”
    “Yes.” 
    Nothing rivaled the thrill and intimacy of taking her
bareback. “I’m gonna tell you want I want you to do, and if you don’t respond
right away, there will be consequences.”
    Her eyes widened in surprise. “I’m not sure—”
    “Sssh,” he said, holding his finger up to his lip. “Don’t
talk. Just listen. I want you to show me what makes you feel good.” His
erection strained painfully behind the confines of his jeans, but he knew he
had to remain fully clothed if he had a prayer of keeping his arousal in check.
    “But I—”
    “I said I don’t want you to talk. Just listen and do what I
tell you to.” He knew she was used to gentle, considerate lovers, but he
couldn’t pretend to be someone he wasn’t, not even for her. “Lick your thumbs.”
Her slight hesitation made him question whether she was going to defy him, but
he suppressed a groan when she slid her thumbs, one after the other, deep into
her mouth, coating them with her saliva as she waited for his next order.
    “Cup your tits and brush your thumbs over your nipples.” He
closed his eyes for a split second, trying to regain his composure when she
widened her stance and tilted her head back. “That’s it, now pinch harder. Show
me how you like it.” He watched, mesmerized, as she fondled her full breasts,
tweaking her nipples as she rolled them between her thumb and forefinger.
    Not taking over took every ounce of self-control he
possessed. He was dying to touch her, but he knew he had to help her lose her
inhibitions so they could have the kind of relationship he was convinced they
both wanted. “You like that, don’t you, baby? Feels good?”
    “Yes.”
    He couldn’t wait to hear her call him sir , to acquiesce
to his every command without question, but he knew that would come in time,
when she learned to trust him to give her pleasure beyond her wildest
expectations. What she’d experienced in his arms the last time would pale in
comparison to what he had in store for her tonight.  
    “You wanna touch yourself, don’t you?” His breath hitched
when he thought about what came next. He didn’t know if he could stand still
while she pleasured herself, but he would try. It was important for her to get
comfortable with her own body before she considered giving it to him. “You
wanna stroke your clit?”
    She moaned and licked her lips, her eyes drifting to the
bulge in the front of his pants. “I’d like it even more if you’d do the
honors.”
    “Not gonna happen, baby. At least not yet. First, I want you
to show me what you want, how you like it.”
    Her eyes drifted closed. “That night… you made me come so
fast…”
    He would never forget how responsive she was to his touch.
That was part of the reason he hadn’t been able to get