My fingers flex. I have the most unbelievable desire to slap that smugness right off his face.
His head cocks. “An outburst won’t help you.”
I grind my teeth, shooting him an evil death glare. He’s an unreasonable, annoying mind reader.
A cocky, devilish grin quirks his lips, making him look impossibly sexy.
My eyes narrow into slits.
“I never expected you to be such a fighter. I like this side of you.”
Unexpected pleasure momentarily blocks out my anger. My emotions are all over the place. “You do?”
“Yes.” His gaze traces a lazy path down my body.
“But I thought—”
“Get on with it,” he says with that edge I’m not sure I can get used to.
Is this going to be my punishment? Standing naked in front of him while he scrutinizes me? From what I read, there’s worse. Maybe I should quit while I’m ahead. I kick off my sandals and rid myself of my bra and panties with record speed.
Naked, I force my shoulders back. I will not cower.Let’s get this over with so we can move on.
“You have a beautiful body. Lush and curvy in all the right places.” He circles me like a jungle cat sizing up his prey. “With the most delectable ass.”
I want to make a remark about being treated like cattle, but it seems prudent to stay quiet. I’m not sure why this makes me so defiant. I’ve always marveled at the way some women throw out a sassy comment, flip their hair, and walk away. It’s a character trait I’ve admired but have been too demure and even-tempered to carry out.
Mason acting the way he’s acting, however, makes me want to lean in.
He squeezes the curve of my hip, his thumb pressing into my fleshy behind. I gasp, refocusing my attention on him.
He glides over my waist and palms my breasts, rubbing my nipples with callused fingers.
The world tips, and my vision grows a little hazy.
Of course he’s touched my breasts before, but this feels…different. There’s no longer anything tentative or gentle in his touch. I’m being handled. I bite my bottom lip, locking my knees so they won’t wobble.
“What am I going to do with these?” He rolls the almost painfully hard buds.
I squeeze my lids shut. My breath quickens. This whole dominance thing is finally happening.
“Hmmm…something tells me I’ll come up with something.” He moves lower, dipping into my moist heat. “Not too nervous to get wet, I see.”
I frown. I hadn’t realized I was aroused, but now that he’s called attention to it, I become laser focused on the desire rushing in my veins, filling all those wanton places inside me with a hungry ache.
He circles my clit.
I gasp at the pleasure.
Oh, it feels good, and I’m so slippery. My head falls back.
This is the kind of punishment I could get used to.
Teeth scrape against my exposed throat, sharpening the hot rush between my legs. “I’ve thought about fucking this lovely cunt for two weeks.”
I jerk back, my eyes flying open as heat spreads up my neck. I never expected Mason to use such a crude word. But instead of cooling me off, it makes me dizzy. I try to pull away, straighten, anything to get my bearings, but too late I realize he has a death grip on me.
“You have only one escape, Anna.” His voice is a low, wicked threat in my ear. “You’re not going to use it before you’ve had your first orgasm, now, are you?”