Games Girls Play. Deanna Lee

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      The consequences of getting involved with a client, especially one like him, were overwhelming. It wasn’t easy running a PR firm in a male-dominated world where millions of dollars were tossed around like confetti. I hadn’t gotten to where I was without ambition and self-control. For a year, I’d managed to keep my small attraction to him a secret, yet now all of that was falling to pieces around me.

      “Why shouldn’t I want you?”

      “You said that I deserve better than a man like you.” I lifted my chin and tried to look unaffected.

      “Yes.” He pulled me close and brushed his lips over mine. “I certainly did. I’m too hard for a woman like you. I play too rough. It would be dangerous for us to indulge in such desires.”

      I bit back a moan as he kissed his lips across my jaw and then downward along the column of my throat. “Joshua.”

      “Are you just curious, love?” He released my arm and slid both hands down my back and over my ass. “Or are you excited because you know what kind of pleasure we can give each other?”

      Each brush of his lips, the soft sweeping motions of his hands, belied the hard and unyielding lover I assumed he would be. “This can’t happen.”

      Why the hell wasn’t I pushing him away? My body relaxed in his hold, accepted the way his hands maneuvered and controlled me. Control. I craved it on some deep level I could barely fathom. Perhaps I always had. Everything about my professional world was within my control. The desperate need to grab a hold of my life and my future had driven me through college at a breakneck pace, forcing me into the business world with a small loan and a fierce need to survive and succeed.

      Yet I also knew that sacrificing control could be just as rewarding. That power in the hands of the right person could drive me to the brink of madness, give me pleasure so intense that remembering it could make me come.

      He slid one hand over my hip and upward across my rib cage, and captured one aching breast before I could figure out his intentions. His thumb brushed over my nipple. It hardened even further and I locked my knees together to keep from leaning fully into his embrace. “It can happen if you let it.”

      Could I? It went against every rule I had. The thought of giving myself over to this man had me weak with anticipation. Would our professional relationship survive such a shift in our personal dynamics? “We shouldn’t.”

      He pinched my nipple and a bolt of pleasure/pain shot right to my pussy. My body dampened, soaking the crotch of my panties instantly.

      “Do you want to know what turns me on, Tara? Do you want to know what sort of deviant things really get me off?” His teeth sank into my earlobe between each question. “Then tomorrow, you can sit in your office, your pussy empty and aching for my cock while you answer questions about me and tell the world what an average, everyday kind of guy I am.”

      A shudder ran down my back as he pressed closer. His cock rubbed against my belly and the bottom of my world fell out. No, there was nothing average about him. He moved me backward until my back met with the wall.

      “Say yes.” His mouth brushed over my pulse point, the silky hair of his goatee providing just enough stimulus to make my eyes cross. “Let me have you.”

      It was such a mistake. Such risks were the playgrounds of other women…women who didn’t pin their dreams and their future on their ability to control the world around them.

      “My safe word is water lily.”

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      Joshua lifted away from me abruptly and our eyes met. Carefully he planted both hands on either side of my head and studied me. After a few moments of utter silence he took a deep breath. “And what sort of pleasure and pain do you enjoy, love?”

      “I’m a sexual submissive; not a slave or a pet.” I bit down on my lip and closed my eyes; just saying the words relaxed something deep inside me. “It’s been a long time since I’ve admitted that to anyone.”

      “You can trust me.”

      Yes. I knew that I could. “I enjoy pain to a degree. I’m not into humiliation, but bondage can be stimulating.”

      “And me without my toys.” He used the tip of his finger to stroke my collarbone. “How long has it been since you’ve had a lover who catered to all of your needs?”

      It had been years but was I prepared to admit that? I cleared my throat. “I was dating a man earlier in the year.”

      “That’s not what I asked.” Joshua chuckled when I looked away. “Strip.”

      I hesitated and bit down on my bottom lip. “I don’t think…”

      “Ready to use your safe word already? Come now, love, I thought you were up for this kind of play.” He leaned in close to me, his mouth grazing mine in a gentle brushing of lips.

      Joshua Keller was dangerous and so out of my league. I’d fantasized about the man a few times, but the sex had never been the kind he was offering me now. Honestly, my fantasy life could have been a lot more interesting if I’d known he had a freaky side.

      “Strip.”

      His tone left no room for discussion or protest unless I wanted to use my safe word to back out of the situation. I was honest enough with myself to know that I wasn’t going to deny myself the pleasure of him. Even if tomorrow I regretted it, at least I would have something hot and dirty to regret.

      I jerked my T-shirt over my head and tossed it aside. His eyes dropped from my face to my breasts as he stepped back from me and gave me room to continue. I jerked off my socks, shorts, and panties and stood before him naked. My nipples tightened further at the exposure and the attention. I knew I had a good body; I took care of myself. Working with professional athletes could be hell on a woman’s self-esteem and earning their respect took a lot of work. Being physically and mentally fit put me on top of my game and theirs.

      He cleared his throat. “Bedroom?”

      “You look nervous.” I lifted one eyebrow. “My body isn’t what you expected?”

      “Christ, woman, you know you look like a walking wet dream.” Joshua pulled me abruptly forward and rested his forehead on mine as his hands slid down my bare back. “I value your presence in my life, Tara. I don’t want to ruin it. I spent the last year drowning myself in women to avoid making a move on you.”

      “Usually by the time I get naked for a man we’re past this indecision thing.”

      “Yeah.” One hand slid over my rib cage and upward to cup my breast. His thumb brushed over the nipple and I shuddered in his arms. “Promise me you won’t push me out of your life.”

      It was a hefty promise to make and I swallowed hard as I considered it. I never gave my word lightly. Could I handle having him around when he got tired of me? “Let’s promise not to lie or mislead each other.”

      “Done.”

      His mouth sank into mine, his tongue thrusting between my lips with skill and care. Hands that had been gentle, exploring, went firm and demanding as he pushed me back against the wall.

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