Defensive Zone (The Dartmouth Cobras #2) by Bianca Sommerland Page B

tiny movement within made her wince. She brought her hands
down and pressed her clenched fists to his chest.
    "Don't. Move." She rubbed her wet cheeks
against his shoulder and tried to remember how to breathe. "I'm
begging you. Sir. Master. Whatever. Please don't move."
    "Shh." He stroked her hair and her back,
whispering. "I won't move until you're ready."
    "Thank you." She closed her eyes and let
herself go slack as exhaustion took over. "Oh thank you."
    * * * *
    Dean tucked Silver into his bed and eyed the
bottle of whiskey on his nightstand. He wanted to blame the alcohol
for what he'd let happen, but that was a copout. Granted, his
inhibitions had taken a beating, but even stone cold fucking sober,
he doubted he would have turned her down. Sainthood had never been
on his to-do list. Then again, fucking his boss's daughter hadn't
been on there either. He considered himself an intelligent
businessman, and being with Silver Delgado was a bad idea on so
many levels.
    Not that he could find it in himself to
care.
    You're a fucking hypocrite, Richter. He thought back on telling Mason off for getting involved with
Oriana months earlier and sighed. At least Mason had been serious
about the girl. Things between him and Silver had gone way too
fast.
    What am I going to do with you, little
one?
    He stretched out at her side and brought a
strand of pale gold hair to his lips. She looked damn good in his
bed, her lips swollen and red from his kisses, long black lashes
resting lightly on her flush cheeks giving her an almost innocent
allure.
    A snort escaped him. Silver was anything but
innocent. Her inexperience in the lifestyle didn't change the fact
that she'd been around the block a time or two. She took what she
wanted, and for some reason, she'd wanted him.
    But he wanted more. The things he would do to
her, if given a chance—his dick hardened at the thought of having
her wrapped up in his ropes, completely helpless, her responsive
body available to him, her mind shut down, nothing in her head
except for what he'd make her feel.
    For what seemed like hours, he lay there,
determined to let her rest. But as he drifted off to sleep she
shifted and his hand glided down from her hip to the hot, moist
slit between her thighs. He had to force himself to roll away from
her long enough to find a condom, but as soon as he was covered, he
gently drew one of her legs over his hip and slid into her.
    "Mmm, Dean." She wiggled and turned her head,
her eyes still closed as she sought his lips. "I like you inside
me."
    He kissed her and twined their hands
together, drawing them up between her breasts as he held her tight.
His lips skimmed over hers as he whispered, "I enjoy being inside
you. I debated leaving you alone for the rest of the night, but you
tempt me without any effort at all."
    She giggled and slipped her lips down to his
throat. "It's a natural talent. My photographer told me I have a
fuck-me face."
    Dean decided if he ever met this
photographer, he would make him eat his fucking camera. "A fuck-me
face. Hmm. What about the men who want more than a quick fuck,
Silver? Surely you've had a few?"
    "Yes." She nipped his neck. "But I tend to
avoid them. The drama isn't worth it. You're not one of those
sappy, we-had-sex-and-I-want-to-keep-you types, are you?"
    "Who me?" He let out a dry laugh. "I don't go
for the drama either. I'm usually careful about choosing subs from
the club to play with—some get attached after you make them come. I
take it you're not that kind of girl."
    "Nope." She moaned as he fully sheathed
himself into her hot, wet cunt. "Should I put that on my club
resume?"
    "We will not discuss you finding another Dom
now." He thrust in, letting his pelvis hit her abused butt hard
enough to remind her of the bruises he'd left. "You've already
taken on more than you can handle, pet. I'm not usually this
nice."
    " Nice? "
    "Nice. I'd love to see how far I can push
you, but I'm feeling generous. Just enjoy it."
    "That