His Demands by Cassandre Dayne Page B

on you.” He eased her up until their lips were
just touching.
    Blinking, she shivered to her very
core so unsure of her actions she was surprised. “Now?”
    “Now. And Kaela, this is just he
beginning.” Sliding his head to the side of her neck, he bit down, taking the
tender flesh into his mouth.
    Realizing he was marking her,
claiming her was already heart wrenching. She wanted to explore this side of
him and of herself. She kicked off her shoes seconds before he grabbed her up
into his arms, lifting her off her feet.
    Broden slipped his hand under her
skirt, dragging his fingers up to her ass cheeks.
    Kaela swallowed hard, wiggling her
ass. Thank God she was wearing a matching crimson thong to compliment her lacy
bra.
    “Conservative
packaging on the outside, but a temptress on the inside?”
    “Something like that,” she whispered, pushing her fears aside. You can do this. Broden is a good man.
    “Good. I’m going to enjoy unwrapping the total package.” Broden kissed her softly,
merely darting his tongue inside as he stroked her naked ass with one hand and
eased his other up to the waistband of her skirt.
    She breathed out as she unzipped
her, very easily pushing the material down her hips. The soft sound of the material hitting the floor force a single moan.
Then she laughed before biting her lip.
    Broden lifted her off the floor and
took several steps backward, pushing her back against the kitchen island. The
moment he placed her ass on top, he used his arm to sweep off everything onto
the floor.
    The clanging and banging noises
echoed in the room and Kaela smiled, darting a glance down at the mess. This
man wasn’t going to take no for an answer. And there was no way she was going
to say no.
    Pressing his groin forward, the move
forced her legs to open. He planted both hands on either side of her, his look
full of dangerous power. “Ms. Bryson. I’m going to fuck you now. Can you handle
this part of the negotiations?”
    Sliding her hand down the front of
her chest, she deftly unclasped her bra, her eyes never leaving his. He’d seen
her naked but this time was different. This time meant the beginning of
something so much more. As she slipped first one strap and then the other off
her shoulders, wiggling out of the confining lace, she pursed her lips. “I
thought negotiations were over as in game over. I thought you won and in the
winning allows you everything you want, no matter what you ask.”
    “There is nothing I can’t ask for?”
His voice was husky.
    She shook her head and was surprised
fear wasn’t overwhelming her. Maybe this was the perfect beginning. “Nothing.” Opening her legs as wide as she could, she eased
down on top of the island, her head hanging just off the outer edge.
    “Mmmm…” Sliding his hands up from
the inside of her feet and calves, he turned his hands, enabling his fingers to
drag up from her knees to the base of her pussy.
    Shivering, she raised her hands over
her head, a self-imposed handcuffing. She wanted to see what Broden would do.
When he pressed his lips against first her right thigh and then her left, his
exaggerated sounds of licking and sucking floating up, she fought not to move
her arms.
    “Hot and wet. Is that how I make you?’
    “Yes.”
    A quick slap across her thigh,
Broden glowered. “Kaela?”
    “Oh!”
    “I ask you again, is that how I make
you?”
    “Yes, sir.” Kaela wiggled, the single hint of
pain giving her pussy a series of quivers.
    “Better.” Taking both hands, he
wrapped his fingers around the elastic of her thong, wrangling the lace down from her hips. “I’m going to lick you, but you can’t cum unless I
grant permission. Do you understand?
    Sucking in her breath, she nodded
and jerked her head up. “Yes, sir!”
    “Mmmm…” Broden tugged the panties
down and off her body, tossing them to the floor. Yanking her hips forward, he
pushed her legs back to her chest, grunting as he gazed up at her. “Remember
what I