“But there’s one thing you should know,” I said softly.
“What’s that?”
“When it comes to me and you…I will own every single one of your orgasms. I will draw out your pleasure, make you beg, plead, and cry for me to let you come. Have no doubt about it, precious girl, I will show you exactly what it means to submit.” I paused for a moment, watching as her tongue darted over her lower lip. “Do you think you can handle that?”
She nodded, her rapid breaths fanning over my lips.
“And yes, there will be times when Mr. Parker dominates us both, when he controls our desire. However he deems necessary,” I clarified.
“I want that. All of it.”
I knew she did.
“Do you want me to kiss you, Addison?”
“Yes,” she breathed out roughly.
“Ask me nicely.”
“Please…will you please kiss me, Mr. Snowden?”
Oh, yeah. I liked hearing that from her mouth.
It took everything in me to keep from crushing her between my body and the wall. I wanted her with a passion I wasn’t sure I’d ever felt before. Not for a woman, anyway.
Somehow, I managed to hold on to that fragile thread of my control, lowering my mouth to hers slowly, breathing her in. I allowed my lips to brush hers lightly before I eased down a little more. I let my tongue glide over her lower lip, urging her to open for me, which she did. And once she was submitting to my silent request, I licked into her mouth, taking my time, relishing the taste of her on my tongue.
My entire body went rock hard when she fisted my shirt and drew me in closer. And when she moaned into my mouth, I forced myself to pull back.
“Patience, precious,” I teased, brushing my lips against hers again. “We’ve got plenty of time.”
Her pulse was pounding, as was mine. It would’ve be so damn easy to take her into her apartment and lose myself in her for a little while. But I knew we had to slow things down. We’d known each other for all of twenty-four hours. There was no need to rush. If this was going to be something lasting, it needed a foundation to build upon.
“I want you to do something for me tonight,” I whispered as I pulled back and continued to hold her gaze. I slid my hand over her silky hair, petting her as we remained right where we were.
“Anything, Mr. Snowden.”
I trailed my finger along her cheek, her neck, then to her shoulder, slowly making my way down her arm.
“When you crawl into your bed in a little while, I want you to be naked. While you lie there, thinking about tonight, I want you to tease your nipples.” I lifted her hand, bringing her fingers to my mouth. I kissed her fingertips lightly. “And when you close your eyes, imagining it’s me playing with those sweet little nipples, I want you to slide your hand down between your legs and tease your clit with your fingers.”
I drew two of her fingers into my mouth and sucked firmly.
Her breath hitched. “Oh, God.”
“Then I want you to thrust them deep in your pussy until you’re on the verge of release. And when you come, I want you to say my name. Can you do that for me?” I kissed her fingertips again, then lowered her hand.
“Yes.” The word was a breathless moan.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, Mr. Snowden.”
“Whether you know it or not, Addison, you will belong to us.” I brushed my thumb over her lower lip. Damn, but I wanted to kiss her again. “And not because we insist on it,” I continued. “But because you want it.”
She swallowed hard and I leaned in once more, kissing her gently before pulling back. I bent down and retrieved the papers from the floor, then held them out for her to take.
For a couple of seconds, she didn’t move. Her hand came up to her mouth and she slid the fingers I’d kissed over her lower lip. My cock throbbed painfully, but I ignored it.
Addison Hayes was one sexy woman, but when she was dazed with lust…she was breathtaking.
“Good night, precious girl. Get some sleep. You’ve got a big day tomorrow.”
She took the papers, still leaning against the wall when I stepped back. It didn’t take long before she pushed away and moved to her door.
“Good night…Mr. Snowden.”
“Night.”
I waited until she disappeared inside and locked the door behind her before I turned and headed back into Mr. Parker’s apartment. He was sitting on the sofa, his eyes lingering on me for long seconds after I stepped inside.
“How’d it go?”
“Very well.”
“Did you set your boundaries?”
“I think she has a good understanding of how things will work.”
“Will?” His eyebrows rose.
“Yes. That girl wants what we can offer her more than anything.”
“And you know this how?”
