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  “Gah, alone at last,” Reece said, finally speaking English.

  “This woman is driving me crazy. First, she can’t decide if she hates Kojiro or not.

  Now she’s entertaining thoughts of submitting to his domination.”

  “Really?” Reece said. “Now that’s interesting, because Kojiro is entertaining thoughts of dominating Hana. He is used to these women doing his bidding without question and the challenge of a woman as strong as Hana has him totally distracted.” Lara struggled to her feet—floor length, tight skirts were not easy to maneuver in—

  and walked in short strides to Reece’s side. He reached up and tumbled her into his lap.

  She laughed and wrapped both arms around his neck. “I’ve missed you today,” she said, staring up into his hazel-green eyes.

  “Me, too,” he murmured and lowered his head to kiss her.

  Lara could feel Hana’s attempts to protest, but she kissed Reece deeper and the little warrior woman went limp with submission. Both mentally and physically.

  “Dominate me,” Lara murmured against Reece’s lips.

  Reece pul ed away and gazed down at her. “Huh?”

  “That’s what they want. It feels like the next step. Like this is supposed to happen between them,” Lara said. “Do you think you can pul it off?”

  “I’ve never really delved into that realm of sexuality.”

  “Do you have something against it?”

  “Not at all. As long as both parties are in agreement.”

  “Oh, I’m in total agreement. I trust you. Hana isn’t sure how she feels about Kojiro, but maybe if these two fuck, they’ll stop fighting and we can keep them subdued for the rest of our visit.”

  Reece grinned that naughty grin that Lara knew meant she was about to experience multiple orgasms. Damn, but she loved this man.

  “How far do you want to take this, sweetheart?”

  “I want you to force me to do things.”

  “And if you refuse?”

  “Then you get to punish me.”

  “How?” Searching her eyes, he stroked Lara’s hair gently and dropped a tender kiss at the corner of her mouth.

  “That’s up to you. You are my master.”

  “I don’t think I can bring myself to hurt you, sweetheart.”

  “Not even if I’m asking for it?”

  His gaze roamed her face and she could see Sappy Reece fighting with Sexy Reece behind his troubled gaze. “We’l see. Do we need a safe word or what? I get the gist of this sort of thing, but I’ve never actual y participated.”

  “How about we talk ourselves through it this time?” she suggested. “That would be okay, wouldn’t it? If either of us have a problem with a situation, we’ll promise each other to say something.”

  “And if you don’t say anything?”

  “It means I’m okay with it.”

  “Let’s just hope Kojiro and Hana let this happen. I think they both real y need to get laid. The sooner, the better.”

  Lara laughed. “I real y need to get laid. Al this angst and drama has me tense. A little release would be a welcome relief.”

  “A little release?” Reece teased. “I think you should plan on several large releases.” Lara laughed. “Is that a promise, Reece Jericho?” He smiled gently and kissed her. “You know it is. How do you want me to talk to you?”

  “The way Kojiro already talks to Hana.”

  “He’s a fucking jerk, Lara.”

  Lara nodded. “Pretty much, but he’s the master of his domain and he knows it. Let yourself be master of my domain.”

  “I want you naked,” Reece said.

  “Don’t tel me what you want. Demand I do it.”

  “Stand before me and remove your clothes.”

  That was a little better, but he would need some practice. Lara decided not to bait him by misbehaving just yet. She’d wait until he slipped further into his dominant role before testing his limits.

  “Yes, master,” she murmured huskily.

  He released her and she struggled to rise to her feet. The kimono was lovely, but she was having a hell of a time moving in the thing. Getting naked for Reece sounded like a wonderful plan. She unwrapped the wide, fabric belt from around her waist and tossed it aside. She turned her back to Reece and slowly let the kimono slide down her back.

  “Turn,” he demanded, his voice not harsh, but firm. It sent a shiver of delight down her spine.

  Lara turned.

  “God, you’re sexy,” he murmured, his appreciative gaze on her bare breasts. “Show me more.”

  Lara al owed the kimono to fall to the floor. She removed her split-toed socks and stood before him naked.

  “Make your nipples hard for me,” Reece said in that same firm voice.

  Lara licked the ring and middle finger of her right hand and rubbed the moisture over her nipple until it hardened into a tight bead. She did the same for her other breast.

  “Now pluck them hard, Lara. Make them ache.”

  Lara pinched her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, plucking the sensitive flesh until her pussy began to throb and her womb tightened. Her head dropped back, her mouth open. Something about this really turned her on.

  “Sit on the table,” Reece said.

  Lara sat, releasing a gasp when the cool wood surface touched her bare buttocks.

  “Spread your legs. Show me your cunt.”

  She hesitated. Not because she didn’t want to show him how wet she already was, but because she wanted to know what he would do if she disobeyed him. She met his eyes in challenge.

  “Spread your legs, Lara,” he repeated, his gaze dark.

  Her legs opened as if on their own accord.

  “Wider.”

  She obeyed. And she loved that she’d given him control. It felt liberating. She trusted him to make it worth her while.

  When his heavy gaze moved to the hot, wet flesh between her wide open thighs, a spasm of pure delight gripped her pussy.

  “I’m going to eat that cunt. Make it wet for me.”

  “It’s already wet.”

  He lifted his eyes to meet hers and did not look happy with her retort.

  “Tell me how to make it wetter for you,” she amended.

  “Rub your clit. Fast and hard, but don’t make yourself come. That pleasure is mine.” She reached between her legs with a trembling hand. She slid a finger into her aching pussy and received a slap on the thigh for her disobedience. Her entire body jerked. It didn’t even hurt much, but it brought her entire body a new awareness.

  “Follow instructions, Lara,” Reece said.

  “I’m sorry.”

  “Is that how you address me?”

  She searched her chaotic thoughts for the proper response. “I’m sorry, master.”

  “Do what I told you to do. Nothing more. Nothing less.” She rubbed her clit in slow circles at first and then short rapid strokes. She could hear how wet her pussy was getting as she worked her fingers against her flesh.

  “Don’t come,” he reminded her. His tone was stil firm, but not harsh.

  Lara squirmed, forcing back the orgasm that she so wanted to succumb to.

  “That’s beautiful, baby,” he murmured. “Make it wetter.”

  “Wetter? It’s already dripping down my ass.”

  Another slap to her thigh had her rubbing her clit harder and faster. It turned out she could make it wetter. “Oh, I’m coming.”

  Reece grabbed her wrists and held her arms pinned to the table on either side of her thighs. Her hips buckled. Her clit throbbed. Her pussy tightened, but she did not come.

  “I told you that pleasure was mine,” Reece said.

  She looked down at him and he grinned.

  “Lie back on the table,” he demanded firmly.

  She did as he said. The surface of the table was cold and hard against her back. He released her wrists.

  “Hold your hands in place at your sides or I will be forced to tie you down
.” Tie her down? Spread eagle across the low table? Oh yeah, she liked the sound of that. She would pretend to obey him for the time being.

  Reece lowered his head between her thighs. His tongue traced her opening in wide lazy circles. It made her crave cock so bad she began to tremble. She reached between her legs and rubbed at her clit, her intent to make herself come and to push Reece into making her suffer the consequences of her disobedience.

  He grabbed her hand, still licking her as he removed the belt from around his kimono and tied it around her wrist.

  He lifted his head to look at her. “Are you still okay with this? I’m going to tie you down.”

  She nodded vigorously. “But I’m going to test you, because I want you to punish me.”

  He grinned crookedly. “I learn a little more about you each day. And I thought I knew everything.” He circled the table and pul ed Lara’s arm above her head. He wrapped the wide strip of fabric around one short table leg.

  “Put your other arm over your head, Lara.”

  “And if I refuse?”

  He leaned over and bit her nipple.

  “Oh!” She had a mind to refuse him again, but her arm shot up over her head as if by its own volition.

  He wrapped the free end of his long sash around the other table leg and then secured her wrist down.

  With no sash to hold it closed, his kimono gaped in the front. Lara caught sight of his cock—big and hard. Her pussy throbbed, protesting its emptiness.

  “I want you,” she said, watching his cock closely as Reece stood to stand by her head. “Inside me.”

  “Kojiro promised Hana that she would stil be a virgin in the morning,” Reece said.

  “I don’t recal any such thing,” she lied. But she was just borrowing Hana’s body, so she supposed it wasn’t very nice of her to use it to sleep with her greatest enemy, even if Reece was the one commanding that enemy body. “Please,” she whispered. “Inside.” Reece tugged her up the table so that her head was free of the edge of the table and she had more give in her bound arms.

  “Open your mouth,” Reece said. “I will put it inside you.”

  “Down there, Reece.”

  “Down where?”

  “Inside my cunt.” Just saying that word, which she usual y found offensive, made her squirm with excitement.

  “You’ll take what I give you.” He placed his palms on the table on either side of her hips and lowered his cock towards her face.

  She opened her mouth and when he hesitated, she lifted her head and sucked him inside. He gasped as she began to bob her head rhythmical y. When her neck got tired, she relaxed her head back against the edge of the table and Reece took over the motion. She tilted her head back farther and sucked rhythmically as he fucked her mouth. He bumped the back of her throat several times and her fist clenched. She concentrated on not choking, breathing raggedly through her nose each time he pulled back. When he paused, she sucked harder and he groaned.

  “I’m going to come in your mouth,” he said, “and you’re going to swallow it all.” Yeah, she was.

  “Suck harder now,” he demanded.

  She sucked harder and his strokes became more shallow and faster.

  “Harder.”

  She released suction, took a deep breath and latched on again.

  “Oh God, sweetheart,” he groaned. He thrust into her mouth one last time and let go. She sucked hard while he came, wishing her hands were free so she could hold onto him as she accepted the spurts of come into her mouth and swallowed every thick, salty drop he offered. When he was spent, he slowly pul ed out.

  He dropped down on his knees at her head and stroked her face with both hands.

  “Are you okay? I’m not sure what came over me. Seeing you tied down like this. I just…

  wanted to take what I wanted.” He kissed cheeks, her forehead, her nose. “Are you okay?” he asked again.

  “I’m fine,” she assured him. “Well, except I’m horny as hell and can’t do anything about it.”

  She pressed her legs together and gyrated her hips trying to al eviate some of the ache between her thighs.

  “Spread your legs and keep them spread,” Reece said firmly, “or I’ll be forced to tie those down, too.”

  Lara ignored his demands and kept rubbing her legs together. She got limited stimulation to her clit this way, but maybe it was enough to get off.

  Reece climbed to his feet and moved around to the opposite side of the table. He grabbed her legs and yanked her down the table until the cloth belt holding her arms tied down went taut. Her legs extended beyond the edge of the table now. Her crotch was in perfect alignment with the edge. Reece reached for the wide fabric belt that had held Lara’s kimono closed and used it to bind her ankles wide apart, lashed to either table leg.

  When he had her bound, he lowered his face and blew hot breaths against the building moisture between her legs.

  “You’re so swollen, Lara,” he said. “Dripping.”

  “Do something about it.”

  “I’d rather gaze at it.”

  He leaned away and she lifted her head to look down at him. True to his word, he was staring at the exposed flesh between her wide-open legs. Her empty pussy throbbed in protest.

  “You smel wonderful,” Reece said. “I remember your taste. Would you like me lick that cum trickling from your empty cunt.”

  She gasped. Why did it turn her on so much when he talked dirty to her? She hated that word. Cunt. But when he said it to her in bed, it turned her on. “Yes,” she gasped.

  “Do you want a finger to slip inside?”

  “Yes.”

  “Two?”

  “Oh yes. Reece!”

  He didn’t move, just continued to stare at her exposed flesh. “Do you want my tongue against your clit?”

  His hands slid up the insides of her thighs and her hips buckled. “Yes, Reece.”

  “Do you want me to spank your ass?”

  She hesitated. Did she want that? She wasn’t sure. No one had ever spanked her before.

  “Do you want my cock to pound into you? To fill your red, swollen cunt?” His fingers dug into the insides of her thighs and she groaned with need.

  “Yes, Reece.”

  “Do you want me to spank you?”

  “I don’t know,” she said breathlessly.

  “Do you want me to suck your nipples while I fuck you?” Her nipples tightened at his words. “Yes, yes. Suck them.” His hands moved away and she lifted her head to look at him. His attention was riveted to her pussy. Spasms gripped the overexcited flesh and she squirmed.

  “Your cum is flowing freely. Does your pussy ache for me?” he asked.

  “Yes,” she said breathlessly.

  “Your juices are dripping down your ass. How bad do you want it?”

  “Bad, Reece. I need you.”

  “Do you want me to spank you?”

  “Will you fuck me if I say yes?”

  He shifted back and sat cross-legged several feet away from her wide-open thighs.

  “Come for me, Lara.”

  “Untie my hand and I will.”

  “No. I want you to make yourself come by thinking sexy thoughts.” She couldn’t possibly attain orgasm just by thinking about it. “I can’t do that,” she said.

  “You will do that. I’m watching you, baby. I want to see your pussy clench when you make it come for me.”

  His request was impossible. “I don’t know how.”

  “Think about what it feels like when I’m filling you. Thrusting. What it sounds like.

  Think about all those dirty little fantasies you’ve had but never told anyone. Imagine those fantasies coming true. Tell me what you’re fantasizing about. Whatever it takes to excite you to orgasm.”

  Her mind clung to memories of just a few moments ago. “Your taste is still in my mouth,” she whispered. “I can still feel the texture of your shaft against my tongue. How the rim felt brushing against it. Over and over again
.” Her face grew increasingly flushed as she spoke. She’d never said such brazen things in all her life. “I remember the feel of you inside me. Filling me. Withdrawing. Fil ing again.” Her back arched off the table. “I want to feel your chest hair rub against my nipples each time you plunge into me.” Her vaginal muscles convulsed and she thought she might attain that elusive orgasm, but it stayed just beyond her reach. “Dig your fingers into my ass as you hold me still so you can fuck me harder, Reece. Grind your hips when you’re deep to tease my clit. I can hear your gasping breaths in my ear. How they stir the hairs along the side of my neck.

  Tickling. Drawing goose bumps to the surface. I inhale the scent of your body deeply, wanting it to be inside me as you are inside me.” She not only spoke of each erotic sensation, but remembered and imagined them happening to her. “Slip your finger in my ass while you make me come.”

  She twisted uncomfortably on the table. She was excited beyond comprehension, but still didn’t think she could come just by thinking about these things.

  “Deeper, Reece. Feel me deeper.”

  “I can’t believe with al the crazy shit we did with Ashar and Maisha that you’re only thinking of me.”

  “I love you,” she gasped. “Only you. Don’t leave me like this, Reece. I can’t do this without you.”

  “You will, Lara. You will come for me because I demand it of you.”

  “And if I don’t?” She still didn’t think it was possible.

  “I’ll wait.”

  She groaned.

  He did what he said. Sat there at the end of the table between her wide-open thighs and waited. Lara concentrated on the ache in her swollen clit. She wanted him to rub it, suck it, lick it, caress it with the head of his cock, nibble it, flick it. She thought about how each sensation felt different, yet wonderful. When she was certain she would die from lack of fulfillment she imagined his thick cock sliding deep inside her and her body shuddered with release. Not the best orgasm she’d ever had—she needed Reece to attain true satisfaction—but she’d definitely come.

  “You actually did it,” Reece said in breathless wonder.

  She shimmied her hips uncomfortably. “I’m still horny.”

  “Now it’s time for your reward.” He slid forward and traced her opening with one finger until her hips began to writhe involuntarily. He plunged two fingers inside her and she moaned in delight. The tip of a third finger slid into her ass and she shuddered.