“Coral, it pleases me that you’ve been holding your position for as long as you have. I’d like you to press your fingers together, one by one. Start with your thumbs and count off the ways you’d like to spend this night with me.”
As Coral took a deep breath, she began to speak. Clark chose to ignore the first three things that Coral said. He’d encountered two kinds of women in his life that were worth his time for play. The first kind often stated exactly what they wanted or demanded in their first breath; they wasted no time at all and thus saved them both some time.
The other kind of women often stated what they truly, ultimately, and secretly wanted in their last breath. Although he honestly enjoyed both kinds of women equally, he had to admit he was the kind of Dom who relished this latter category slightly more.
He was a red-blooded man. Who wouldn’t want to break a cherry, to be the first to do something that a woman secretly wanted but never quite had the gall to give it voice and ask for it?
Given Coral’s cues—the prayerful hand position as well as the quiver in her voice by the last desire expressed as she pressed her pinky tips together—Clark could tell he’d be breaking a cherry tonight. “Abduction, huh? You’d like me to keep you here against your bidding? Have you as my sex toy for the night…”
Clark stepped closer to the woman and stopped inches away from her body for dramatic effect. Only then did he expand upon his question.
“… or for the entire fucking weekend?”
A gasped expletive accompanied a visible shiver on the womanly curves, both of which provided Clark the answer that Coral dared not explicitly states. Clark’s lips quirked up cruelly. He had wicked plans to test this woman’s worthiness.
As Coral took a deep breath, she began to speak. Clark chose to ignore the first three things that Coral said. He’d encountered two kinds of women in his life that were worth his time for play. The first kind often stated exactly what they wanted or demanded in their first breath; they wasted no time at all and thus saved them both some time.
The other kind of women often stated what they truly, ultimately, and secretly wanted in their last breath. Although he honestly enjoyed both kinds of women equally, he had to admit he was the kind of Dom who relished this latter category slightly more.
He was a red-blooded man. Who wouldn’t want to break a cherry, to be the first to do something that a woman secretly wanted but never quite had the gall to give it voice and ask for it?
Given Coral’s cues—the prayerful hand position as well as the quiver in her voice by the last desire expressed as she pressed her pinky tips together—Clark could tell he’d be breaking a cherry tonight. “Abduction, huh? You’d like me to keep you here against your bidding? Have you as my sex toy for the night…”
Clark stepped closer to the woman and stopped inches away from her body for dramatic effect. Only then did he expand upon his question.
“… or for the entire fucking weekend?”
A gasped expletive accompanied a visible shiver on the womanly curves, both of which provided Clark the answer that Coral dared not explicitly states. Clark’s lips quirked up cruelly. He had wicked plans to test this woman’s worthiness.
The above excerpt is from Purr Scent 0: The Moment (Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio), when Clark Mannings is off to his usual Friday night pre-weekend treat.
Purr Scent 0: The Moment (Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio) is a prequel that takes place about two years before Purr Scent I: The Meeting (Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio Book 1).
Purr Scent 1: The Meeting (Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio Book 1) is now free on many retail sites.
Purr Scent 0: The Moment (Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio) is a prequel that takes place about two years before Purr Scent I: The Meeting (Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio Book 1).
Purr Scent 1: The Meeting (Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio Book 1) is now free on many retail sites.
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