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pansy assed toadies who were worthless in and out of the Grab a clue, Rand. I'm here, I'm sexy and horny as bedroom. No wonder she never kept a man around for long.
hell. Fuck me, goddammit!
What good were they?
But no. He continued to stare at her as if he expected What Blair showed to the world and what Blair really her to make the first move instead. Surely she hadn't read him needed were two different things. Sometimes Rand wondered wrong all these years. He couldn't be like all the other men if he was the only man who saw underneath that cool, she'd dated, could he? Spineless, weak, too afraid to take what controlling exterior to the frightened woman who was afraid to they wanted? Had she misjudged him?
express her true needs.
Disappointment washed over her, her mood souring so All she had to do was say the word, and he'd open the fast and making her stomach ache with such a hollow world to her. He'd give her everything she'd ever wanted. He'd emptiness it almost made her cry. How could she have been so make her come over and over again.
wrong about him? The games they played, the way he teased Come on baby. You know I can give it to you. Just ask her, touched her, tormented her all these years with promises of me.
the best sex of her life. No way could she have been wrong Because the one thing Rand would not do is take. If about her body's reaction. No freakin' way!
Blair wanted it, she'd have to ask him for it.
But still, he sat there, while she was all but spreading Once she did, though, there'd be no going back.
her legs in front of him. Was he waiting for an engraved invitation? Her verbal permission to come over and touch her?
If Blair held this position for much longer her back was That so wasn't like Rand, wasn't at all like the man who'd going to go into spasms. It was like a game of chicken between damn near fucked her by the side of the road yesterday.
them. A stare down until one of them flinched. And she wasn't If it wasn't for the bet, she'd get up and leave. Instead, about to flinch. But Goddammit, Rand was staring at her. And she had to stay here and fuck this jackass who was beginning to not just staring at her, but devouring her with his probing, annoy the hell out of her. Fine. The sooner she got it over with enigmatic eyes that always seemed to be able to see right the better. She stood, took a long guzzle of her beer, then through her. As if he knew all her deep, dark secrets and was swaggered over to the sofa, plopping herself down next to just waiting for her to blurt them out.
Rand. She tilted her head down and looked at him through She'd made it this far. She was inside his house, she lowered lashes, one of her sexiest moves.
could see the line of his erection in his jeans, and knew he was
"What is it that you want, Blair?" he asked, a slight hot for her. Why the hell hadn't he made a move on her yet?
smile curving along his generous bottom lip.
Did she have to do a striptease on his coffee table to get his
"You need me to spell it out for you?"
attention? It wasn't like she showed up at his place in her
"I need you to tell me what you want. What you really sexiest outfit on a regular basis.
want."
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His gray gaze challenged, daring her to be the one to because I won't be asking for a goddamn thing this weekend.
say the words. But Blair was an expert at this game, knew how I'll be taking. You stay, you're mine. Any way I want you, any to manipulate men better than any woman she knew. She time I want you."
leaned into him, pressing her breast against the solid flesh of Oh, God. He knew. Somehow, he knew what she
his arm. "Why don't you tell me what you'd like to do?"
craved, knew what she hadn't had all these years. All those He shifted and pushed a knee in between hers, his gaze men, they'd never known what kind of woman she was, what direct and intense. "I'm not the kind of man to tell you what I kind of needs she had. But Rand did. He was offering her might like, Blair. I'm going to tell you what will happen if you everything she'd ever wanted, and everything she feared.
stay here. I want you on your knees in front of me sucking my The one thing she wanted most of all, the one thing that cock. I want to fuck that sassy little mouth of yours until I scared her most--to completely submit to a man.
shoot a hot load of come between those beautiful lips. Then And not just any man, but Rand McKay.
I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to tie you to my bed, your Her body was on fire, her nipples hard and straining legs spread, your pretty pussy spread open for my view. I'm against the soft cotton of her top, her pussy juices coating the going to lick and suck your clit until you scream my name and thin strip of panty covering her crotch. Her clit swelled, the beg me to fuck you. Then I'm going to drive my cock hard and knot throbbing with an incessant pulse. The thought of what he deep inside until you're squirming underneath me and pleading could do to her--what he could do for her.
to come. After that I'm going to turn you over on your belly, He almost made her come yesterday without even spread those sweet cheeks and spear my dick between them touching her pussy. Without even rubbing her clit.
into your tight ass. I'm going to fuck you all night long, all She'd had nothing but lousy sex for the past fifteen weekend long, until you can't remember any man you've been years.
with before, because no man has fucked you like I'm going to."
She had a bet to uphold.
Oh holy hell. The room temperature raised ten degrees It was one weekend, not forever. The chance to throw in an instant and she'd just gone up in flames. Blair swallowed, out her inhibitions and give up control to a man. No parting her lips to breathe in great gasps of air, stunned at the commitment other than giving into her deepest, darkest, most images his words created. No man had ever spoken to her like wicked desires.
that. The men she chose damn near asked permission before Just for the weekend.
kissing her. Rand had gone way beyond asking permission.
After the weekend, it was over. He had no power over He'd given her a graphic outline of every wicked thing he her, no control, no expectation that this would last beyond the intended to do to her.
weekend.
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her life? Quite possibly the only chance she'd have at such phenomenal sex.
It wouldn't do any harm at all. As long as she remained in control, as long as she knew that once the weekend was over, this game was over.
As long as she didn't involve her heart, then when the weekend was over, she could walk away with a smile on her face.
A big ass wicked smile.
She raised her chin, refusing just yet to give up complete control. "You want it. Then take it, Rand."
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her tongue like it was the nectar of the gods. His cock was ramrod stiff and insistent on breaking free of the denim, straining his zipper. His balls ached, his fingers itching to wrap themselves around the firm globes of her sweet ass.
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was stiff, unyielding, holding back. Though her palms were braced against his chest, her mouth responding under his, she Rand watched the play of emotion cross Blair's face as wasn't participating. She was following his
lead, but not in the she spat out the words. Indecision, a shadow of fear. Even way he wanted her to.
anger, then resolution. She held her chin in a stubborn tilt as if Blair was scared to let go. Which meant he was going daring him to command her to do anything she didn't want to to have to take over and force it. Take the control away from do.
her so she wasn't acquiescing, but being forced to participate.
She didn't yet understand. But before the weekend was He knew the game; it was the same one they'd been playing for through, she'd realize she was the one who held all the power.
fifteen years. Obviously they'd have to continue to play it.
He stood and looked down at her, holding his hand out.
He slowed down his kiss, forced his racing pulse from For the longest few seconds she stared at it, then slid her warm its breakneck speed into something more manageable. Time to fingers in his palm. He pulled her to her feet, jerking her gather his wits and take over this situation before Blair turned roughly against his chest.
into a steel girder in his arms.
"I've waited fifteen years for this," he said, then slanted He broke the kiss and stepped away from her. Her eyes his mouth across hers, breathing in the scent of cinnamon.
shot open and she stared at him, frowning.
The first touch of his mouth to hers was wildfire.
"What?" she asked.
Uncontrolled, unchecked flames scorched him. He knew it was
"On your knees."
going to be like this, yet he still wasn't prepared for how
"Excuse me?"
goddamned hot she was, how perfect her body felt pressed
"You heard me." He flipped open the button on his alongside his. Her full breasts crushed against his chest, her jeans, his cock pounding in anticipation. "Get down on your hips nestled against his pelvis. He wanted to touch her and kiss knees."
her everywhere all at once.
She looked to his crotch, her gaze riveted on the slow Slow. Down. His heart pumped like a churning freight slide of his zipper as he drew it down.
train as he moved his lips over hers, digging his fingers in the
"You're joking."
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"Do I look like I'm joking?" He drew his shirt over his One damn sexy octave too.
head and tossed it on the sofa behind her. Her gaze never left
"I don't intend to. This is stupid. I'm not playing--"
the vee of his jeans. Not until those gorgeous baby blues took a
"And neither am I," he interrupted, grabbing her wrist long, leisurely look up and over his hips, stomach, chest, and jerking her against him. In seconds they had switched finally focusing on his face again. Only this time she wasn't positions and Rand was seated on the couch with Blair belly wide eyed with shock.
down across his lap. "This has been a long time coming."
She was pissed. But beyond the frown and tight lips Her breath momentarily left her diaphragm or she there was a fire in her eyes that hadn't been there before, a would have been screaming. Instead, all she could manage was passion that had been lacking when she had come to him a grunt of outrage as Rand placed one firm hand on her ass, "willingly".
sliding her skirt up over her hips and ripping off the tiny scrap Okay, so she liked to be told what to do. He could sure of her thong to bare her buttocks.
as hell live with that. "I meant now, Blair. Do what I tell you or
"Such a fine, firm ass you have, Blair. I've been dying I'll make you do it."
to get my hands on it."
He was going to enjoy every fucking minute of bending She couldn't help it. She flooded with moisture as he her to his will. And deep down, he knew Blair would too.
swept his huge hand over her ass. Anticipation swelled her clit Game on.
and she tensed, waiting for it.
Needing it.
When the first swat hit her left cheek, she bit back a Blair sucked in a heaving breath of righteous moan, refusing to let him know how much it excited her. But indignation. Down on her knees.
oh, it did. He knew just how hard to spank her. The sting was He could damn well kiss her ass if he thought she'd hot, sweet, and he followed it up by caressing the spot, sliding drop like some subject to a king and suck his cock just because his hand down over her thighs and back up again, then swatted he commanded it. They were kissing. Things were going fine.
her other cheek.
Then what the hell happened?
She flinched, then sucked in a breath of air as he petted Okay, so maybe the earth wasn't moving for her, but it her ass again, his movements gentle as he slipped his hand was okay.
between her legs, coming so close to her clit it drove her crazy.
And so maybe as soon as he commanded her to drop But he didn't touch her there. He meant to torment.
down in front of him, her clit quivered and her nipples Damn, he was good.
tightened. But that didn't mean she was going to do it.
"You've been a very bad girl, Blair," he said, his hand
"You're not moving," he said, his voice lowering an coming down to land on her ass again, this time striking the octave.
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lower part of both cheeks with a light tap that made her pussy He grasped his cock with his free hand and painted her quiver. "I think you're going to need a lot of punishing."
lips with the drops of liquid pearling at the tip.
Oh, she hoped so. Her body trembled under his sexy She wanted to defy him.
assault, anticipating his next move, craving his touch. She was She wanted to suck him, to reach out and grasp his shaft starving for it.
with both hands and devour his flesh. But she would be giving
"And your pussy is wet." He cupped her, rubbing her up control to him if she surrendered to her desires, and that she clit. This time, she did moan. She couldn't help it. What he was wouldn't do.
doing to her wasn't inadvertent. It was deliberate, meant to With careful restraint, she opened her mouth and licked entice, to let her know who was in charge of her pleasure.
his cock head, tilting her head back to watch his face, relishing He was a goddamn master at this game.
the way his eyes glazed over as she took a long, slow swipe of She'd underestimated him.
the silken head.
She shifted, undulating against his hand, trying to move Her belly quivered as she tasted him. Salty, wild like her clit closer to his palm.
the man. So carefully in control as he watched her, his brows He removed his hand.
tilted upward, his breathing quick and labored as she swirled Bastard.
her tongue over the head, wrapping her lips around him and
"You'll come when I decide," he said, swatting her drawing his shaft inside the heat of her mouth.
again. "I call the shots here, Blair. Not you."
"Christ," he whispered, loosening his hold on her hair.
He slid her off his lap and onto her knees on the floor,
"That's good baby. Suck it in."
grabbing a fistful of her hair. Jerking his jeans down his hips, He surged forward, feeding her inch by glorious inch of he pulled out his cock, stroking it near her face.
his cock, his fingers tangled in her hair as she teased the Long, thick, the crest was wide and smooth. She swollen crest, feeling his heat slide between her lips.
couldn't help herself. She licked her lips as she looked at it, her What she wouldn't give to let go, to cup his balls in the nipples tightening as she breathed in the musky scent of him.
palm of her hand and milk him as she swallowed his cock.
God, he was beautiful.
But they played a game. A game she refused to lose
.
"Suck it."
The stakes were high and no matter how intense the sensations Her pussy throbbed at his command.
were, she would not give in.
"Fuck you," she replied, clenching her teeth.
Still, it was oh so sweet, his taste, his primal scent, He jerked her head back and smiled down at her.
compelling her to release her inhibitions and give him
"Baby, you'll be doing that soon enough. Right now you're everything.
going to suck my dick."
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admit to even her two closest friends. They wouldn't grasp as he pushed forward, fucking her mouth with erotic understand.
movements that made her pussy cry out for attention.
No one understood what she needed.
She wanted his hips propelling forward in her cunt the Only Rand knew. Because he matched the wildness same way, fucking her pussy the way he did her mouth. She let within her, his muscles coiled and tight, the tension around her lips do the work while she reached down between her legs them thick as he pumped his hips forward and slid his cock to massage the unbearable ache, wanting to come when he did.
over her tongue. She suctioned him in, feeling him jerk in She found her clit, knew how little it would take to get her response as she tightened her mouth around him when he there, knew how close he was to giving her a hot load of come.
pulled back.
She hurried her movements on her clit, panting with need,
"Tease," he whispered. "You like that, don't you, baby?
groaning against his shaft as she sucked him, moving her Your mouth was made to suck cock. Sweet, full lips and that mouth over him in rapid strokes now, squeezing his balls tight hot tongue."
with one hand while strumming her clit with the other.
He had no idea what she was capable of doing to him, She was close. . .so damn close.
how much she enjoyed his pleasure, what it did to her own Come in my mouth, Rand. Come on, baby, we're both body. She was wet, throbbing, pulsing between her legs with almost there.
the need for his hand, his tongue, his cock down there.
When he pulled his cock out of her mouth and jerked She pulled back and lightly dragged her teeth over his her hand away from her pussy, she gasped in utter shock. He cockhead, feeling him shudder. Then she couldn't resist drew her to her feet, his gaze dark and angry, his breath sawing touching him. She grabbed the base of his cock and began to in and out with great effort.
