Instead, she lifts herself off my chest.

“Where are you going?” I reach out to tug her back down.

“You have to promise to do exactly what I say. You can’t give me any orders. You can’t boss me around. You have to promise to relax and just let me have all the control. Can you do that?”

My eyes narrow as I study her. I don’t know what she’s talking about.

“I don’t like giving up control.”

“You need to try if you want me to help to distract you.”

“Liesel, I know you are trying to be coy, but I really don’t know what you are talking about. So please just say it.”

Her hand dances down my chest and then stops just above

the waistband of my pants.

“I want to repay the pleasure you gave me last night. But only if you submit to me.” Her eyes are heated, but I know there’s some fear. Each time we cross the line, we inch closer and closer to the point of no return. But the fear isn’t just about us growing too close; it’s also about hurting each other.

Because of her past, she needs complete control when she’s with a man. Me having any control when I touched her was just because of how I knew her body, not because she trusted me. Now, she needs that control back.

I grab her wrist, stopping her. “I don’t need you to repay me. What I gave you I did because I enjoyed it.”

“I know. Let me enjoy your body. Give me the control.” Her voice is soft but certain.

I can’t believe I’m trying to turn this woman down. I want her badly. My cock is already hard, and she hasn’t even touched me. I’ve dreamed of her touching me so many times, but I don’t know how many more times we can touch and kiss each other without actually fucking. It’s going to drive me mad, even if I’m in no shape to fuck her tonight.

She moves her free hand over my crotch, feeling how hard I am.

“Huntress,” my voice sounds in a warning. If she starts this, there is no going back. Another layer of protection will be stripped from us. This will continue to change and morph our relationship. More feelings will be involved than before.

Liesel Dunn is the one woman I’ve always wanted to fuck, and yet, I can’t. Any time we get close to fucking, I remember why we shouldn’t. Why I can’t, we can’t. But my resolve is slipping. I don’t have much self-control left. And if I ever claim her as mine, I don’t know if I’ll be strong enough to do what has to be done.

“Let me touch you. Let me make you feel good. Let me help you forget.”

She squeezes through my pants to my cock. I close my eyes, not believing how good it feels to have her touch me even through the fabric of my pants.

I should say no. I shouldn’t give her any more control. I shouldn’t push us closer to our inevitable end.

But there is no way I can refuse her, no way I can turn her down.

“You aren’t fighting fair,” I say, still gripping her wrist while her other hand teases me. I’m sure I could overpower her and capture both of her hands with my one hand to make her stop, but I don’t want to.

“Give me control. Don’t fight me. Don’t order me. I’d tie you up to ensure you can’t control me, but with one arm in a sling and the other injured, I don’t think I need to. Give me your word.” She stops rubbing and waits for my answer.

She tells me to give up control, but in this moment, the decision is entirely mine.

I release her hand as I exhale a shaky breath.

She notices and smiles, but I can see that her breathing is just as erratic as mine. She leans forward and kisses me. At first, the kiss is hesitant, like I’m not sure she wants this or is going to be able to take complete control. But then she grips my hair and forces my head back, kissing me roughly. Our tongues tangle, along with our moans.

“Stand up,” Liesel says when she pulls back.

I frown. I don’t want to stand. I’m exhausted.

She gives me a warning look to obey her, or this ends.

I start to place my hand down to ease myself up, when she hooks her arm under mine and helps me. Then we are both standing.

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