Surrender: Fantasies Unleashed 3 by Mara Leigh Page A

glad.” His hands massaged the newly liberated leg, pressing out soreness she hadn’t realized was there. “You’re still tight.”
    Placing the already free leg on his shoulder, he released the other and massaged and stroked and kissed her thighs, her calves, the backs of her knees. Her ability to form coherent thoughts vanished.
    He stepped back and pulled the lower section of the table back under her legs. “Turn over.”
    She complied without question, and his hands settled on her back, massaging, stroking, forcing out tension, making her moan.
    His fingers trailed down the sides of her spine, over her hips, and circled the mounds of her ass.
    “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered.
    A rush of heat shot through her. Ignore it. “I’ll bet you say that to all the girls.” She tried to sound witty and show she was in on the joke.
    Continuing to stroke her back, his hands spanned her body, his thumbs along her spine, and she could swear she felt the heat of his breath, like he’d bent down close to her skin. So hot.
    “I tell clients they’re beautiful when I have to.” His thumbs stroked her neck. “I say it when it suits the fantasy.” His lips landed right next to her ear. “But I don’t usually mean it.” His voice vibrated through her in a low, sensual growl.
    “So, I’m special?” She fought to keep her tone light, but her raspy breaths caught in her chest.
    “You’re certainly different.” He lifted her hair and pressed kisses into the back of her neck.
    A sharp stab of desire contracted her pussy. “Different how?”
    “Given your fantasy”—he scattered kisses over her back—“I assumed you’d want to be humiliated and hurt. I expected you to be weak.” More kisses. “Most clients with your fantasy only feign disobedience to egg me on to punish them.” His tongue traced figure eights in the small of her back. “You’re not like that at all.”
    “No.” The word burst out. “No, I’m not.”
    “I’m curious.” His hands, his lips, his tongue moved down to her thighs. “Why hire Fantasies Unleashed? You’re a beautiful, smart, strong woman.” He pressed kisses into her ass cheeks, as his hands spread on her lower back, spanning her entire waist to drive out the last remnants of tension. “You must have plenty of men lining up to fulfill your fantasies.”
    “It was a dare,” she said. “My friends say I’m a control freak, and one night when we were really drunk, they found your website and dared me to prove I could give up control.”
    “So you didn’t want this?”
    “Well—” Her breath came out in a moan as his hands pushed up either side of her torso, fingers brushing the sides of her breasts. “I do admit I was intrigued by the idea. I’ve never had a spontaneous orgasm during sex. Never without telling my lover what to do, at least.”
    “Never without keeping total control?” His finger slid through her folds, grazing the beads.
    She pressed her ass up. “Yessss.”
    He grabbed her raised hips and slipped something soft under her pelvis to support them. “And you’ve never let a man take charge before?”
    “I know what I like, and I’m not afraid to say it.” She almost laughed, realizing the now-obvious truth. “I direct my lovers the same way I direct my cast and crew.” His fingers trailed through her welcoming slit and she circled her ass against his light touch, pushing her clit down into the pillow he’d placed under her. “I’ve never had an orgasm I wasn’t fully in charge of.”
    “I beg to differ.” His finger slipped between the pillow and her clit and her body convulsed and bucked. She was still so sensitive, so aroused. She couldn’t take even the slightest touch there without going mad.
    “Not before today.” Her words burst out on a gasp.
    His finger scraped her swollen flesh. Her ears buzzed, her mind blanked, and her pussy cried to be taken again by Jake’s huge cock. She barely cared that she was laying face down,