with her satin heat.
And he knew the fight wasn’t finished. Accepting the pain-filled pleasure would be
the easy part for Tess. Submitting to him would be the hard part. Giving in to him, no
matter what he asked of her, no matter what he demanded for her sexual pleasure,
would be the fight. One he looked forward to. He knew Tess better than she knew
herself. He knew from her father’s admission of the books her mother had found, what
turned her on. It wasn’t the pain, it was the domination, the submission into the sexual
extremes that she craved. She wanted to fight. She wanted to be vanquished, and he
wanted to give it to her.
He pulled her against him, luxuriating in the warmth of her body, her very
presence. He had dreamed of this for two years. He knew the moment he met Tess that
she held a part of him that no other woman ever could. The thought of it had tormented
him, racked him with lust. In the past months, it had grown worse. He lived and
breathed daily with the need for her. It was like a fever burning his loins that he
couldn’t escape.
And now he had her. By Valentine’s night, her final lesson, her final erotic dream
fulfilled, she would know who mastered her body and her heart.
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CHAPTER NINE
Tess was sore. Her entire body throbbed, protesting her wakefulness. The muscles
of her legs were stiff and burning, her arms and even her breasts were sore.
“Open your eyes, Tess. We have to remove the plug and you need a hot bath.”
Cole’s voice was firm, brooking no refusal.
Her eyes snapped open, her head turning to him, her eyes focusing on the savage
features of his face.
“You left that thing in me?” she bit out incredulously.
He arched a single brow.
“Your ass was tight, Tess. It needs to accustom itself to stretching before you’ll ever
be able to take my cock there.”
Her heart slammed into her ribs.
“Go to the bathroom, then come back here. If you try to remove it yourself, I’ll tie
you back down and leave you there the rest of the day.”
He meant it. She saw his determination in the hard lines of his face.
“Take it out first,” she said instead.
He shook his head. “Do as I say, Tess. I have a reason for my demands, baby.”
Tess frowned, but she knew she did not want to experience the torture of being tied
down and frothing with need. And she knew he would make her froth. He would
torture her, then leave her to suffer in her arousal. She wasn’t ready to take that chance
yet, not after last night.
So she rose from the bed, walking gingerly to the bathroom. After relieving her
most pressing need, she brushed her teeth and washed her face then returned to the
bedroom. Her stomach rolled with nerves, wondering how Cole planned to continue
the sensual torture he had started last night.
“On your knees.” He nodded to the bed, standing beside it, naked and sporting an
erection that resembled a weapon.
His cock was the largest she had ever seen, nearly as thick as her wrist, with a
bulging, flared head that made her mouth water at the sight.
Tess went to the bed, assuming the position she knew he wanted. She trembled as
his hand caressed the cheeks of her rear. His fingers ran down the crease of her ass until
he gripped the plug, pulling it slowly, gently, free of her bottom.
“Stay still,” he ordered her before she could move. “Under your cabinet are some
personal supplies I bought for you. From now on you will use them whenever I tell you
to do so. Understood?”
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“Yes,” she whispered, feeling her cunt burn, moisten as he ran his hands over her
ass.
“I’m not going to fuck you now because to be honest, I don’t think I can keep my
cock out of your ass. But I need relief, baby.”
He moved around the bed then, turning her as he faced her, his cock aiming at her
mouth. Tess licked her lips. She opened them as the purpled head nudged against them.
She heard his hard
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