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  He wanted, needed her submission freely given away from all of that, on her own turf, so to speak, or as close to it as he could manage.

  Besides, he didn’t want their night to end in the club. No, his precious little dove belonged in his bed, where he could keep an eye on her, and, God willing, fuck her silly, before the sun came up.

  Jacqui stirred in her sleep, and he pulled her closer. Looking up, he found the taxi driver smirking at him through the rearview mirror. His hackles rose, when he saw the lecherous way the other man ran his gaze over her semi naked form.

  With her ruined thong in his pocket, and her legs slightly parted in her sleep, that driver would get an eyeful of her sweet cunt, and Lukas hastily threw her coat over her legs with his free hand.

  “Eyes up front and watch where you’re driving, will you?”

  Rather than look intimidated by his tone of voice the other man grinned. He did focus his attention on the road, however.

  “Good night, was it?” he asked.

  Lukas clenched his jaw. It was that or punch the asshole upside the head, and as he was driving that would not be the cleverest of moves right now.

  “None of your fucking business. Just drive and get us home ASAP.”

  A short laugh was his answer. “Sure thing, governor. Don’t mean anything by it. If she was mine, I’d want to get her home, too.”

  It was on the tip of his tongue to refute that silly notion, but, fuck him if the thought of his little dove truly being his, didn’t have a far too attractive ring to it.

  He should run a mile at these completely alien thought processes, yet they didn’t give him palpitations. It made no sense at all, and had he been drinking, he would have thought someone had spiked his drink.

  Lukas Markz didn’t entertain notions of happily-ever-afters, ever, and he refused that thought to take hold. Regardless of what his gut was screaming at him, she could not be the one … could she?

  Pulling her closer into his embrace, he settled for glaring at the back of the taxi driver’s head. At least the action meant that the man stopped his attempts at small talk, and put his foot down. Even so, it seemed a lifetime before they finally pulled up outside the building that housed his and Jacqui’s apartments. He had to shift her slightly to hand over the cash, and his sleepy bundle of curves woke up with a start. Affection made his chest tight when she made an automatic grab for the hem of her skirt, and shivered in the cold draft that came in through the open doors of the taxi.

  “Here, let’s you get inside where it’s warm.” He tapped his phone app to turn the heating up even more in his apartment, stowed his mobile back in the pocket of his jeans, and held out his hand for her to take.

  Her cold fingers curled into his when he pulled her out of the car. Muttering under his breath, he picked her up again.

  A small shriek escaped his girl, and Lukas nodded his thanks at the night security patrol, who opened the front door for them.

  “Mr. Markz… Ms. Page, pleasant evening to you both.”

  Jacqui gave one of those strangled groans again, which meant his cock would surely break in half soon if he didn’t get some relief, and she hid her face in Lukas’s shoulder.

  “Gah, put me down. I can walk. What must he think of me… Put me down, please.”

  Once they were in the relative safety of the elevator, he complied, and he frowned at the way Jacqui scooted away from him into the opposite corner. Her eyes grew wide when he followed and crowded her against the mirrored wall.

  “Lukas?”

  A whimper escaped her when he slid his hand to her throat, and frowned.

  “That’s Sir to you, little dove. The location might have changed, but you’re still very much mine to do with as I please for this evening, are you not?”

  A heavy silence fell between them, as he waited for her answer. One, which he realized with sudden clarity, was incredibly important to him. Yet another reason to simply deposit her in her apartment and be done with this whole thing, especially as the mere thought burned a hole in his gut. What he needed to do was fuck her. Then he’d get her out of his system.

  Yes, that was the only logical explanation for the uneven staccato his heart beat out at this moment in time. After all, he’d harbored some pretty erotic fantasies about his Miss Goody Two-shoes neighbor for weeks now. Having tasted her, witnessed her fire, passion, and ultimate surrender to him, it was only natural that he wanted to act those fantasies out. Once he’d done that, this strange obsession would pass, for sure.

  The ding of the door opening interrupted their silent stare down, and Lukas forced himself to step away. This had to be her decision, after all.

  Putting his hand out to stop the lift doors from closing he waited.

  “Yes, Sir, I am.”

  Chapter Seven

  God, she felt sick. Somehow, forcing those four words out had been harder than anything else she’d done so far, and Jacqui had no idea why.

  He’d looked so closed off, and if she was honest a little bit scary, as he waited for her answer. One she could barely hear herself give over the blood rushing in her ears, and the frantic beating of her heart.

  Really, what was she doing? Being at the club was one thing, but continuing this here, where anything could happen, where she would be completely at his mercy… It sent shivers of apprehension down her spine and a rush of wet heat between her thighs. The rational side of her brain might have woken up kicking and screaming, but it was her hormones that were very much in charge right now. They made her all too aware of Lukas as the virile man he was. He made no attempt to disguise adjusting himself, and her pussy clenched when she took in the hard, long outline of his cock pressing against his jeans.

  Before she could stop herself the words tumbled out. “That can’t be very comfortable, Sir.”

  His short laugh in answer spoke volumes, as did the way he yanked her up toward him, and kissed her. There was nothing soft about this kiss. It was a claim, a promise of things to come, and Jacqui brought her legs up and locked them around his waist when he grasped her ass cheeks, and lifting her, started to move up the corridor.

  Every step rubbed her sodden pussy against his fly, pitching her need for this man higher. By the time he shoved her up against the wall while he searched for the keys to his apartment, they both breathed heavily. A giggle escaped her at the way he fumbled with the keys, only getting them into the lock on the second attempt.

  It was hard to believe that he could be this affected by her, yet his grunt of annoyance and the thick cock against her pussy confirmed it. A little rush of feminine power went through her when he all but glared at her. The door swung open with so much force it bounced off the wall, and in the next instant, he’d swung her over his shoulder. Her breath escaped in a muffled screech, which turned into a moan as he kicked the door shut, and swatted her ass at the same time.

  “Funny, am I? My naughty little dove is going to learn what happens when she laughs at her Dom.”

  Two more, much harder open handed swats to her ass followed, which left her butt on fire, and made breathing difficult. Grabbing for purchase on his back, she grasped hold of his waistband in an effort to straighten up a bit, but she should have known that was useless. Jacqui got a quick glimpse of the long hallway, thick, luxury carpet on the floor and an open plan living area not unlike the place she was staying in across the communal hall, before the room spun again.

  Lukas sat with her thrown over his lap. He trapped her legs by pinning her underneath one of his, and pushing her torso down with one hand between her shoulder blades, he flipped her skirt up, and rubbed away the sting left over from his earlier swats.

  “Remember you asked for this, little dove.”

  Jacqui’s heart beat faster, and she moaned when he slipped his fingers into the cleft of her ass. She automatically lifted her butt up to give him better access as he delved lower, swiped his fingers through her embarrassingly wet pussy lips, and then sank what felt like two fingers knu
ckle deep into her hole.

  Instantly she clamped down on the invaders, and Lukas laughed.

  “So wet and eager, so fucking responsive. I’m going to enjoy claiming all your holes tonight, but first things first. I do owe you a spanking, do I not?”

  Unable to respond Jacqui whimpered as he finger-fucked her, massaging her sweet spot with that unerring and deadly expression he’d already demonstrated so aptly tonight. How he expected her to talk, when he was fast pushing her toward another orgasm was beyond her right now. Was this man even human? He had to be fit to burst, himself. His cock was still a solid, hard ridge under her belly.

  As abruptly as he started, he stopped, and Jacqui cried out at the considerable force he packed behind the swat across both cheeks.

  “I asked you a question, girl. I expect an answer, and while we’re at it, give me a color. Where are you right now?”

  With her ass already on fire it was on the tip of her tongue to croak orange, but, then he went back to rubbing the abused flesh, and heat spread from her behind all over her body.

  “Talk to me, little dove, or this all stops now.” The strain behind those clipped words, and the way his cock jumped under her, further made up her mind for her. She wanted this, wanted him, and she had to let him know that. There was no doubt in her mind that he would indeed put a stop to this instantly, unless she answered him.

  With that sudden clarity came peace, and she whispered her answer. “Green, Sir, please don’t stop. Show me … make me yours.”

  ****

  Lukas knew what her answer was going to be before he’d heard the whispered words. It was there in the way she stopped struggling and sank into her submission. It made his chest feel tight, and emotion clogged his throat. While this moment was always special, with Jacqui it meant more than he would have thought possible. Keeping up the soothing motions over her reddened butt cheeks, he let go of her shoulder blades and loosened the strings of her corset. A shudder went through his girl as he pulled the sides apart and ran his fingertips down the graceful curve of her spine.

  “Beautiful, and all mine.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  He grinned, and brought his hand down on her behind without any further warning. A gasp escaped his girl, and he repeated the action on the other side. Every few swats he stopped to massage flesh that grew redder and hotter by the minute, and checked how she was doing. He needn’t have worried, because Jacqui’s breathing evened out, and judging by the blissful smile on her face she was already slipping into her happy space. The speed with which she did so was humbling and nothing short of miraculous, but then he was fast beginning to realize that his little dove did nothing in half measures.

  He proceeded to pummel her beautiful ass, until his hand tired, and then switched to the short paddle he’d found on the side table. He’d placed it there earlier after cleaning it, and thanked the phone call Jake had made, urging him to get to the club, which meant he’d forgotten to pack it away. It sure came in handy now, and once he’d paddled her behind to a most satisfactory glow, which left his girl so wet she was soaking through his jeans, he stopped.

  Keeping up the soothing motion over her hot flesh with one hand, he gently lifted her head to study her. “How are we doing there, little dove? Are you still with me?”

  He chuckled at her incomprehensible reply as her eyes fluttered open, and she tried her best to focus on him. “Why… Don’t stop… Nice here.”

  “I just bet it is, sweetheart, but you’ve had enough for your first time. I’m so very proud of you. You did very well, but I don’t want you to hurt too much tomorrow.”

  Jacqui pulled a face when he helped her up. She couldn’t stand, however, so he scooped her back up in his arms, and carried her across to his bedroom, where he deposited her on his bed. A soft sigh escaped her when her sore ass made contact with his cool sheets. She made no move to cover herself up when he pulled the remains of the corset off of her completely.

  Instead, she spread her legs, threw her arms wide and smiled up at him, while licking her lips.

  The action made Lukas groan, and the little minx giggled.

  Maybe she wasn’t as out of it as he’d assumed her to be. Sure enough her eyes were losing the glassy look, and laid out on the bed as she was, naked apart from the stockings and delicate heeled sandals she still wore, she looked like a sinful offering from the gods.

  “You still don’t look all that comfortable … Sir.”

  Lukas suppressed a grin at her inherent sass, and her eyes widened when he pulled his shirt over his head in one fluid move. The way her breathing sped up and her gaze roamed over his torso further reassured him that she was very much back in the room. Time to throw caution to the wind and to finally slake his needs.

  “I’m not, and it’s all your fault, girl. What are you going to do about it?”

  Jacqui licked her lips again, and when she pushed up on her elbows, beckoning him closer with her index finger, Lukas shook his head in wonder.

  “If you come over here, Sir, I’ll show you.”

  Taking his time to test her further, Lukas kicked his shoes off slowly. He unbuttoned his jeans, and then pulled down the zipper. He hissed his relief as his cock sprang free, and a strangled groan escaped his girl when it dawned on her that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. It made him even harder, if that was possible. When he looked up, having yanked his jeans all the way off, he found Jacqui on her knees. His throat went dry. Her gaze seemed riveted on the action of his hand sliding along his shaft. Lukas wiped his thumb through the pre-cum collecting at the head of his dick, and lifting his fingers up, offered them to her.

  “Taste what you do to me, girl.”

  The speed with which she crawled up to the edge of the bed made him grin, until she grasped his wrist, and sucked his fingers into the wet haven of her mouth. The way she swirled her tongue around those digits meant he lost what little control he had. With a groan Lukas sat down on the bed. His girl moaned when he pulled his fingers out of her mouth, fisted them in her hair, then urged her head down toward his lap, where his cock stood to attention.

  “Show me how much you want my cock, little dove. I … fuck, yes, just like that.”

  Any rational thought fled Lukas’s brain when the minx grabbed hold of the base of his shaft with both hands, while she licked across the top of his hugely swollen dick. The sweet relief was instant and only surpassed by the feel of her lips sliding down the length of him as far she could, before his tip hit the back of her throat. Gagging slightly, she swallowed, and pulled back, while grazing her teeth along his dick.

  Pleasure surged through him hot and fast, and Lukas cursed softly under his breath while he held her hair out of the way, to enable him to see better. Jacqui glanced up at him while she slid her mouth down his cock as far she could go, and scrambled to the floor in front of him.

  He managed nothing more than a tight smile to show how pleased he was, because seeing her on her knees in between his legs now, her lips stretched wide over his thick girth, while she worked his dick—check fantasy number one.

  When she upped her efforts, swirling her tongue up, around, and under his corona, while massaging his heavy balls with one hand and working the base of his shaft with the other, Lukas grunted.

  “Fuck, you’re good at this. That’s my girl. I won’t last long this time. I … fuck.”

  With the most impish grin ever, Jacqui released his dick with a loud pop, sucked her fingers into her mouth, and then deep throated him without warning, while she let those digits of hers wander over his balls and down further across his perineum.

  Lukas’s hips jerked as she hummed and swallowed around his dick. It gave the access she was so clearly looking for, and he threw his head back and moaned long and hard, when she slipped one saliva slickened finger into his asshole.

  “Jesus, girl.” She froze temporarily, and Lukas thrust into her mouth to encourage her to continue. “Don’t you dare fucking stop now.”

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bsp; Her giggle trembled all the way down his dick, and shutting his eyes, he gave himself up to the fast approaching orgasm. He jerked and shook when her finger found the spot designed to drive him crazy. Fisting his hands in the covers, he fucked her mouth in earnest, as his release built from the base of his spine.

  His harsh grunt of relief was all the warning he managed, before his balls drew tight and his cock jerked with the force of his orgasm. On and on it went, the frantic ripples of Jacqui’s endeavors at swallowing his cum serving to prolong his release. Heart thumping, and gasping for breath, Lukas collapsed back on the bed, as the waves of pleasure sucked him under. When he at long last stopped spurting, and her gentle suckling up and down his dick became painful, he patted the bed next to him.

  “Get up here, minx. I’d come and get you, but I think you just killed me.”

  She giggled—a sound he was fast becoming addicted to—and in the next instant the bed dipped slightly, and her soft curves molded themselves against his side. Lukas pulled her closer, still, with one arm around her until her head rested on his shoulder.

  They must make a ridiculous sight, with both their legs still dangling off the end of the bed, but Lukas didn’t give a flying shit about that now.

  This, right here, just felt right. When his breathing resembled something of a normal pattern, he lifted his head to look at her. His little dove seemed deep in thought, and utterly fascinated by his abs, judging by the way she traced his six pack with one fingernail. Her action left a trail of heated awareness behind, and despite his spectacular release, his cock semi hardened again.

  The lazy trails of her fingertips stopped, and getting up on her elbow, she looked up to find him watching her.

  “Again? So soon?”

  The astonishment in her voice caused Lukas to throw his head back and laugh, and grasping her by the shoulders he hauled her up the bed.

  A gasp escaped her when he crawled up the bed after her, nudged her legs apart with his thigh, and got to his knees in between her splayed limbs.