My Addiction (Club Desire #2)(34)
She’d been kissed before by men who thought of her only as a willing body, but Master Dex had kissed her like she was a beautiful, desirable woman.
She definitely knew the difference.
When he hadn’t pressed for sex, or gotten off in some other way during their scene, she thought he would have taken care of that at home like most of her Doms when she didn’t agree to intercourse. But then again, Master Dex seemed like a man with a high libido. Even if he had taken care of himself when he got home, he could be ready again.
The thought sent a spurt of excitement and anticipation through her. She would have to drop the robe for him to look over all of her marks, and there was no reason she couldn’t do a little tempting in the process. Doing that with a Dom was definitely playing with fire, but with Master Dex, she looked forward to getting burned. A smile curved her lips as she thought about Dex’s hungry gaze roaming over her.
Even though she normally refused intercourse with any Dom until they had gotten to know each other, she felt like she and Master Dex had already done that. Between their time in the VIP lounge, their scene, and then dinner at Norms, she had a pretty good idea who Dex really was. She already trusted him. And she was more than ready for the next step.
Hmmm.
Bringing herself back to what he had just said, she pushed her long hair over one shoulder and stepped close to her bed. She turned to face Master Dex and watched his expression carefully as she untied the sash of her robe. The silky material parted to reveal her naked breasts and belly. Master Dex’s gaze intensified, making him look like he wanted to devour her on the spot.
A rush of pleasure spilled through her at his reaction. “Did you need to see any of the smaller marks on the front of my body where a few of the flogger’s strands hit?” She opened the robe, holding it wide as his gaze took in every detail. She thought she heard a small growl in the back of his throat as he stepped forward.
When he stood in front of her, he knelt on one knee so he could take a closer look without bending over.
He was so tall that he seemed to always be compensating for it. She wondered if he had loved or hated that growing up.
Dex reached out to touch her and stopped with his hand just inches from her skin, leaving her jumpy and having to resist leaning forward to feel his warm hand against her. After a long moment, she realized he was asking permission to touch her. He was honoring the limits she’d outlined, as well as being respectful of her in every way.
Warmth settled in her chest that had everything to do with a growing attachment to the man before her.
She would have to be very careful around Dex. He was already getting past her safeguards, and she could see how he could easily burrow deeper until she was lost. He was an amazing Dom, and from what she knew so far, a good man in general. But that would make it all the easier to lose her heart down the line if she didn’t guard it carefully.
She looked into his intense gaze and her skin warmed at what she saw there. “I trust you,” she added, which earned her a sexy smile. He took his time, inspecting every mark he found. Slowly running his finger along some on her mons, hip, and belly, which had the worst bruising but didn’t hurt at all.
Each touch of his slightly roughened fingertip sent sizzling awareness through her, revving her body until she was oversensitized and ready to throw herself into his arms—Dom or not.
It would be a total violation of sub protocol, but they weren’t in a scene, and as he’d said, this was her personal space. But even so, a punishment from Master Dex wouldn’t be a hardship.
She knew he wouldn’t use impact play since she was already recovering from an intense session, but all of the other possible scenarios spilled through her mind, both intriguing her and making her nipples harden to tight, sensitive points.
As if Dex could sense the change, he glanced at her very hard nipples and then farther up to meet her gaze. “I was right, Kate. You have amazing breasts.” Rather than tweak her nipple like he had in the VIP lounge, he ran that wonderfully callused fingertip around her areola, circling the nipple and making it even more rigid, while sending sparks of arousal shooting through her.
“Thank you…” She tried to add “Dex” without the honorific, but it didn’t sound right. The habit of adding “Master” before a Dom’s name was well ingrained. She could think of him as Dex, but saying it out loud would take getting used to.
He licked his lips and she grew wetter between her thighs, all internal struggles about what to call him now irrelevant. She decided to try the next step in tempting him. She inched forward, pulling her shoulders back so her breasts jutted out very near Master Dex’s mouth.
His gaze had become a laser beam that seared from her face down to her very hard nipples.
“I don’t see any bad marks on those lovely breasts, Kate,” he teased her. “But I do enjoy this view.”
She sighed, frustration spinning through her that he hadn’t taken one of her aching tips into his mouth.
“Are you sure?” she asked, although she already knew the answer. “I remember a few of the lashes coming around the sides of my breasts that felt pretty intense at the time.”
Dex’s nostrils flared as if he could smell her increased arousal.
He chuckled before speaking. “You’re wicked, Kate. I normally love that in a woman, both on and off the dungeon floor, but we need to concentrate on your bruises right now.”