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  He ran his fingers over each of her breasts. “Would you like these to belong to me?”

  Hope shuddered, the low huskiness in his tone drawing her deeper into his web of seduction. “Yes. I belong to you. Please, Ace.”

  “Please what?”

  “Please take me. Fuck me. Do something. Anything. I can’t stand it.”

  His soft chuckle made her shiver. “You’re shaking, and I’ve only just begun to explore you. I’ve already told you that you’re going to have to learn patience. Is this body mine or not?”

  “Yes, oh God, yes.”

  “If it belongs to me, I can do what I want with it. If I can’t, I don’t want it. I’m a first class bastard, Hope, and I’m not about to make any excuses for it. What’s it going to be? Are you ready to admit I’m not what you want?” He pinched each of her nipples a little harder than before, sending shards of white-hot pleasure to her slit.

  “No. You’re exactly what I want. I’m yours. I’m yours. Please, Ace, I can’t stand it.”

  “You’re trying to convince me that you’re capable of submitting to me and yet you’re undisciplined and demanding. If you want to belong to me, you’re going to need extensive training, especially with patience. I’ve barely touched you and already you’re crying for release.”

  Her eyes popped open to search his, desperate to get through to him, but she had trouble organizing her thoughts. “I don’t know how. Teach me, Ace. I’ll do whatever you want, be whatever you want, just don’t stop. Make me yours.”

  He dropped his hand, leaving her bereft, and bent over her to lightly nip her bottom lip, his eyes hard and cold but holding a fierce possessiveness that called to something deep inside her. “I can arouse you this way and leave you if I choose. I can tie you up and bring you to the verge of release and leave you there, only to come back and do it again. And again. As many times as I want to. Never demand from me and never think to tell me what you can stand and what you can’t. You have a safe word you can use when you can no longer take it.”

  “But if I use it, we’re through.”

  “We are.”

  Hope bit her lip and arched toward him. The strength of her arousal alarmed her “Ace, I have no experience with need like this. Please be patient with me. I burn everywhere.”

  Ace nuzzled her jaw. “I know, baby. You’re amazingly responsive.”

  His softly spoken endearment melted her heart and eased her fears just enough to allow her to catch her breath. Letting everything she felt for him show in her eyes, she smiled, whimpering when he touched his tongue to the tip of her breast.

  “Only for you.”

  Ace lightly scraped his teeth over a nipple, drawing a gasp from her. “For now. I want to see the rest of what now belongs to me. Stand up.” He rolled his weight off of her and pulled a paper out of the pocket of his shirt and handed it to her. “This is my doctor’s report. I’m safe.”

  It took a moment for his words to penetrate. “What? You want me to stand up?”

  Ace smiled slowly. “I want to explore all of you, and I want you standing for this part. Are you going to obey me, or am I leaving?”

  Slightly dazed, she took the paper from him and impatiently tossed it aside. “I’m safe, too. I have one ready for you.” She didn’t want to interrupt what they’d been doing, but some things had to be addressed. She shakily got up from the sofa with the intention of getting it, shuddering as he traced the line of her back with a warm finger and tugged at her waistband.

  He sat up, watching her with hooded eyes. “Take those pants off first. I want to see you walk naked.”

  Blinking at him in surprise, she opened her mouth to ask why, snapping it closed again when his brow went up. Nodding, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her sweatpants, lowered them slowly to the floor, and kicked them off. Her body burned hotter, tingling everywhere his gaze touched as he looked her over from head to toe.

  “No panties? Good. Go get the paper for me. Slowly.”

  She couldn’t have walked fast if her life depended on it. Her limbs shook so badly it took every ounce of concentration just to put one foot in front of the other, more aware of her body than she’d ever been. She probably looked ridiculous walking naked except for thick socks, but she didn’t dare say anything. She didn’t bother to try to hide herself, knowing he wouldn’t allow it anyway, and she wanted desperately to please him. She crossed the room to her purse, reached into the side pocket, and pulled out the envelope.

  “I meant to give this to you earlier, but you left.”

  Ace wagged his fingers. “Come back here and give it to me now.”

  Hope crossed back to him at the same measured pace and handed him the envelope.

  Without taking his eyes from her body, he folded it and stuck it in his shirt pocket. Leaning back, he rested his arms on the back of the sofa and waved a hand toward her body. “All of this belongs to me?”

  The two dominant men she’d been with before paled in comparison to the man sitting before her. “Yes.” She’d never been so aroused, never so conscious of her body than at that moment. This is what she needed, what she’d craved for years.

  Ace.

  The tenting of his jeans told her that he was just as turned on by this as she was, which sent her own arousal soaring.

  He put out his hand, which she readily took, and pulled her closer to stand in front of him. “Spread your legs.” He sat back again, his eyes holding hers steadily as he waited.

  Hope swallowed heavily and took a deep, shaky breath before spreading her feet about a foot apart. Knowing he could see her juices coating her inner thighs, she automatically brought her hands up to cover her mound.

  “No. Hands at your sides. Spread those thighs a little more.”

  Taking a deep breath, Hope nodded hesitantly, fisting her hands at her sides. She shuddered as his eyes raked her body and spread her legs another few inches wider.

  Leaning forward, he ran a finger lightly over her bare folds.

  “Why are you waxed?”

  Hope sucked in a breath at his touch. “I did it before I went to the club. I thought a submissive should be bare there.”

  “Why do you keep it that way? I thought you said you haven’t had sex in two years.”

  Hope smiled tremulously. “I like the way it feels.”

  Ace nodded. “I want you to keep yourself waxed for me. I want nothing to block my view. Open yourself to me. I own all of you tonight, and I want to see everything that belongs to me.”

  Hope closed her eyes on a groan, his words and actions fulfilling every fantasy. Even though he kept his voice low and with the background noise of the television and music, the steely undertone in his voice carried loud and clear. Reaching down, she parted her folds, biting back a moan when her fingers slid over her clit.

  Ace sat close enough that she could feel his breath on the swollen nub. “Quiet.”

  Not until then did she realize she whimpered. Her clit felt huge, the bundle of nerves throbbing with the need for his touch. When it came, she cried out, her knees buckling at the intense wave of pleasure.

  Ace caught her. “Stand up. I’m not through examining my property. Lock your knees.”

  His sharp demand intensified her dark needs, her lust so strong she couldn’t stop shaking. His features hardened, making her determined not to disappoint him. She’d never give him an excuse to walk out on her again.

  “I’m sorry.” Standing again, she locked her knees and once again opened herself to him, concentrating on trying to remain motionless. She’d do anything at that point—even beg—for his touch.

  Once again he touched a rough finger to her clit, lightly moving it in circles. “Don’t you dare come. If you do, I’ll leave.”

  With one rough and callused finger, he controlled every fiber of her being.

  Her chest heaved as she fought to get enough air into her lungs. Her arms and legs shook with the effort it took to fight her orgasm. “I can’t. Please
. I can’t hold it off.”

  Ace withdrew his hand and sat back, his eyes raking over her body before lifting to hold hers. “I don’t know who those other Doms were, but your training is definitely lacking.”

  Hope gulped air. “I only saw each of them once. I want to be trained by only you. I want to be yours, Ace, to be trained and possessed by only you.”

  Ace’s eyes flared hotly. “We’ll see if you can be trained. Keep your legs spread. I want to explore more of you. Do. Not. Come. Bend your knees.”

  Hope stared at him in disbelief. She shook so badly she had trouble standing. “I’ll fall.”

  “I’ll make it easier this time. Hold on to my shoulders.” Ace lifted her with no apparent effort, placing her over his spread knees and leaving her slit wide open.

  Hope looked into his eyes as she held on to his massive shoulders. “Thank you. I’ll get better at this, I promise.”

  Ace’s lips curved, warming her inside until he spoke. “There’ll be penalties for this kind of thing in the future.” His smile fell as he sobered once again. “Although I doubt that we’ll get that far before you realize what I’ll do to you.”

  Her entire body trembled as he slid a hand around to the small of her back to hold her in place while the other slid between her widely splayed thighs. Fisting his shirt in her hands, she waited breathlessly for his finger to enter her. She shuddered, moaning as he circled her opening, her eyes fluttering closed.

  “Open your eyes and keep them on me.”

  Hope snapped them open, a tremor of fear racing through her at his tone. His firm coolness and iron control excited her, but they also filled her with apprehension, making her worry that she didn’t have the experience or ability to hold back enough to please him.

  Keeping her eyes on his, she moaned when his finger entered her pussy, her slick juices easing his way.

  “Is this mine?”

  “Yes. Forever.”

  “I can do whatever I want to it, whenever I want?”

  “Yes.”

  His eyes narrowed. “You belong to me for as long as this lasts?”

  Hope leaned forward and touched her lips to his, just now realizing that they’d never kissed. “Yes. Everything I am is yours.”

  Brushing his lips over hers, he slowly withdrew his thick finger, only to slide deep again. His strokes came faster as he curled his finger inside her and rubbed at a spot that stole her breath, every stroke driving her closer and closer to the edge.

  Hope held on to him, her breath coming out in pants as she tried to hold it off, nearly crying when his lips lifted from hers. “Oh, God. I’m going to come. Ace, I can’t stop it.”

  Ace withdrew and slapped her sharply on the ass, his eyes fierce. “I said no.”

  Hope jumped, the sharp sting stunning her. The heat from it spread, making her ass and slit warm, the nerve endings brought alive and becoming more sensitive than before. His dominance thrilled her, his cool, commanding presence even better than her wildest fantasies. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she buried her face beneath his chin, his scent somehow simultaneously centering her and taking her arousal higher. She wiggled on his lap, trying to rub her clit against him, which earned her another slap. Gripping his shoulders tighter, she rubbed her cheek against his jaw, raw need clawing at her as he positioned her so that nothing touched her slit as he kept it spread wide.

  “Ace, I have to come. I can’t stop it.”

  “Demands again? Drape yourself over my lap.”

  She sat up with a gasp. “You’re going to spank me?” The thought of being naked over his lap filled her with equal parts of anxiety and anticipation.

  Ace’s eyes narrowed and turned to ice. “You’re questioning me? It doesn’t matter what I’m going to do. I gave you a command, and I want it obeyed. Now, Hope, or I’m walking out that door right now and never coming back.”

  Her own dark need and her fierce love for him gave her no choice. God, she ached everywhere. As gracefully as possible, she got up and draped herself across his lap, her breaths coming faster as she waited for the touch of his hand. Five sharp slaps landed in rapid succession, hard slaps that startled the hell out of her and set the cheeks of her ass on fire.

  “Never again question my commands.” He delivered one more slap she didn’t expect, startling her into crying out. “And don’t clench when I spank you.”

  Hope buried her face in the cushion as the fire spread, nerve endings in her bottom and slit coming alive with a vengeance. “I’ll try not to do it again. Oh, Ace, spank me more.” Warning tingles of a fast-approaching orgasm startled her into squirming. From a spanking?

  “This ass is virgin?”

  “Yes.” Oh, God.

  “Is it mine?”

  “Yes.”

  “All of it?”

  “Yes.”

  “Show me.”

  Confused, Hope turned her head to look at him. “Show you? I don’t understand.”

  Ace ran a hand over her flaming bottom, igniting fires all over her body. “Spread the cheeks of your ass and show me what you’re giving me. Show me that tight opening I can explore or fill however and whenever I wish.” At her startled look, he raised one of those arrogant brows again in the way that always had more of her juices flowing. “You are giving it to me, aren’t you?”

  Nodding tremulously, Hope gulped, shaking like a leaf with an arousal so intense it scared her. “Y–yes.”

  “Then show me. Present my gift to me.”

  Knowing she had no choice other than using her safeword, Hope reached down and gripped the cheeks of her bottom, drawing a deep breath as she worked up her courage before she could spread them. Her hands on her bottom renewed the fire, making her cheeks burn all over again.

  “Wider.” He slid a hand between her thighs to spread them several inches apart.

  Burying her burning face again, she pulled them apart as wide as she could, backing off at the pinch of her bottom hole. It was too intimate, made her feel too vulnerable. Tears pricked her eyes as sensation after sensation bombarded her and filled her to overflowing.

  “I said wider.”

  Did he know what it did to her when he spoke to her that way? “I can’t. It hurts.”

  “It’s going to hurt a hell of a lot more if you don’t obey me. At least I can see how to get your attention. Whenever you misbehave, I’m going to take a whip to this.” He ran his finger lightly over her puckered opening.

  Shuddering at being touched where no one had ever touched her before, and alarmed at his threat, Hope hurriedly obeyed him, amazed at the heightened intimacy and erotic tension that now filled the room. Each stroke of his finger over the delicate tissue took more and more of the fight out of her until she buried her face in the pillow again, giving herself over to him.

  “This is mine to do with as I wish. It belongs to me and only me?” His voice held an edge now that hadn’t been there before.

  Trembling, Hope turned her head to lick her lips, her voice barely a whisper. “Yes. It’s yours.”

  “Get up.”

  Hope released her bottom and swung her head around, blinking. “What?”

  “Get up.”

  Sitting up, Hope grabbed his arm. “I’m sorry.”

  Ace helped her to her feet and reached into the front pocket of his jeans, frowning down at her. “For what?”

  “For whatever I did wrong.”

  Ace gripped the back of her neck and brushed her lips with his. Straightening slightly, he stared down at her, his eyes gentler than she’d seen them in years. “You did nothing wrong. Nothing at all.” He applied pressure, forcing her lips open to slide his tongue inside.

  Hope opened to him completely, holding on to his shoulders as she pressed against him, rubbing her nipples against his chest.

  Ace stilled, lifting his mouth from hers, his eyes narrowed but shining with amusement. “Did I say you could do that?”

  Hope swallowed heavily and blinked again. “Do what?” />
  Sighing, he sat back down on the sofa, tugging her back onto his lap, and for the first time, she noticed a small tube in his hand. “Did I say you could rub your nipples against me?”

  “But I thought—”

  Shaking his head, he tugged a nipple. “No, you didn’t think. You just do whatever feels good. I have a feeling you’re going to have to be tied down quite a bit for your training.”

  The sharp pull went all the way to her clit, now so swollen and sensitive it threatened to drive her mad. Just the thought of being restrained and at Ace’s mercy almost made her come on the spot.

  “Tied down? I’ve never been tied down.”

  “You will be.” Settling her in his lap, he positioned her head on his shoulder, allowing her to watch as he uncapped the tube and applied a liberal amount of the clear lube to his middle finger. He re-capped it and tossed it aside before sliding his right arm beneath her legs.

  Shaking, Hope lowered her gaze, unable to tear it away from the sight of his sinewy forearm that kept her legs raised.

  “Hope, look at me.”

  He waited until she met his gaze before speaking “I’m going to explore your tight little ass. I need to see how well you adjust to it and need to know how tight you are. I want your eyes on me the entire time. The fear I see in them now belongs to me. The vulnerability in them when you realize that I’ve entered a part of you that no one has ever entered before, the most private part of you, is also mine. So is the surprise and helplessness when you realize that, except for using your safeword, there’s nothing you can do to stop me from pushing deep, stretching you, or stroking your anus however I want.”

  Hope’s breath hitched, her stomach clenching as the implications of Ace’s demand sank in.

  He’d told her himself. He wanted it all.

  She’d counted on giving him her body. She’d counted on giving him her love. She just hadn’t counted on giving him her deepest inner self. She’d kept that part hidden from the other men with no trouble, but it appeared Ace had other ideas.