A Dom is Forever (Masters and Mercenaries #3)(37)

“No, you don’t, but you will.” He stepped back and tucked his shirt in. “We’re going to do this my way. We tried yours and it didn’t work, so I’m taking control. I should have done it in the first place. If I thought you had some, I would tell you to change into fet wear, but you don’t happen to have a corset and some PVC hiding in that closet, do you?”

“I don’t know what PVC is,” she admitted, her heart aching a little. “I don’t think this is a good idea, Lee. I don’t think I can be what you need. I’m not experienced, and what experience I have wasn’t very good. Don’t get me wrong. I loved my husband, but the sex wasn’t spectacular. I think I’m just one of those women who can’t be sexy. I was trying to please you, but I couldn’t.”

Even in the dim light, she could see him staring, assessing. “And I think you’re one of those women who can’t stop thinking long enough to let her body take over. Look, Avery, the sex you’ve had happened with a kid. Was your husband older than you? More experienced?”

She shook her head. They had both been virgins.

“Then you have no idea what it can be like. I look at sex differently than most people. It’s an exchange, and it should be good for both parties. I don’t want you to spread your legs and let me have you because you want someone to hold you. If you want me to hold you, ask me. I want you to spread your legs because you can’t wait another single second for my cock. I want that * ripe and ready and weeping for a big dick to split it wide and have its way. I want your nipples to peak because I walk into a room and you remember every dirty thing I can do to them. I want you to want me. I can make you crave me. I don’t want some drive-by f*cking that gets me off and I forget it five minutes later. I want to f*ck all night long. I want to feel it all the next day because my cock got so used to being deep inside your body. If that’s what you want, then get dressed in the sexiest thing you own and agree that I’m the boss when it comes to sex.” He turned and walked out. “I’ll give you five minutes to decide. I’ll be waiting in your living room. If you really want me, you’ll dress exactly how I’ve told you to dress and you’ll present yourself to me for inspection. And Avery, no bra and no underwear. You won’t need them.”

The door closed behind him, and she had to remember how to breathe.

She wasn’t sexy. She wasn’t orgasmic.

But what if she could be? Lee hadn’t been right about everything, but he had a few points. He’d told her he wanted to be in control and then she’d tried to make all the decisions. He had more experience, but she’d decided she knew best. She hadn’t listened to him.

He wanted control. He wanted her to really want him. She didn’t understand, but if she ever wanted to understand, she had to try.

She’d taught herself how to walk again. That had been an enormous mountain to climb. Why was she so scared of this? She’d faced worse, but she was cowering in her boots over not wearing underwear and a bra? She’d lost so much. Was she willing to lose this, too?

What was she really risking? She might look dumb. She could end up with her heart broken, but at least she would have proven it still worked.

She’d come across the ocean to change her life—to have a life. What was life without a few risks?

She got her phone out and sent a quick text to Adam letting him know she was home and who she was with so if she was serially murdered, at least they would have a starting place for where to find her body.

But she was going to do this because she felt safe with Lee. And because she wanted to finally understand what it really meant to want someone.





Liam forced himself to be patient. Why had he given her that f*cking ultimatum? What had he been thinking?

He’d been thinking about how he wanted the relationship to go. He hadn’t been thinking about the f*cking op. He’d been thinking about what he needed and the idea of her not wanting him the way he wanted her. His cock had been hard for days thinking about taking her, but he’d felt her arousal. It was a pathetic thing compared to his.

She just didn’t understand what they could do. She was like a virgin.

God, he didn’t do virgins.

But he wanted to do this one. The minute he’d figured out what the problem was, he’d gone into overdrive. If he’d thought he was hard before, realizing that Avery had never had an orgasm sent him into “I took two Viagra” territory.

He finally had something to f*cking offer her. He wasn’t cut out for long term. He was a f*cker of a boyfriend. Hell, he hadn’t been a boyfriend since he’d groped around with Katie Reilly during his A level years. After that, it had been the Army and the SAS and then working with intelligence. Women had been comfort, nothing more.

Then he’d gotten his brother killed and nothing could comfort him. He’d finally settled down and found a little place for himself at Sanctum, but he wasn’t anyone’s boyfriend.

But he was good at getting a girl off. He was fine at knowing how and where to touch a woman so she was panting and begging for it. And he sure as bloody hell knew how to use his cock. He could teach her that her body was built for pleasure. He could give her that.

If she took him up on his offer.

Minutes ticked by, and he wondered how the f*ck he was going to salvage this. And he hadn’t even planted the bugs he was supposed to plant. Ian was going to kick his ass.