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284 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 16, 2018




“I know I like BDSM. I know the lifestyle in general is for me, but as far as practical experience goes, I’m not sure what I like or exactly what kind of Dom I am. I guess I’d have to say I’m a more caretaker variety, but…”
Beckett swallowed hard but didn’t look bored or shocked; if anything, he seemed…aroused. “So hypothetically, if I was your sub, I’d be the first person you spanked or flogged?”
Hell. He went right for the good stuff.
It was my turn to swallow hard. “Yes.”
I refused to ask what he thought about that. I was not going to look that needy and cross into pathetic territory.
“Fuck.”
Hell, was that a good fuck or a bad one?
I was going to look needy. “What’s going through your head, Professor Sexy?”
He smiled, but it was distracted and he licked his lips.
Fuck.
He glanced down and shifted his weight from one foot to the other like he was trying not to wiggle. “I…um…there’s no reason for it to be hot. I’m not into that macho crap where being someone’s first is…well…um. Shit.”
Chuckling, I pushed off the railing and stepped closer to Beckett. He was refusing to make eye contact, but nothing said my actions were unwelcome, so I moved closer again. I waited. He didn’t move. I took another step until I was almost touching him.
“So you like the idea of being my first? Being the first man I’d bend over my lap turns you on just as much as the idea of the actual spanking, doesn’t it?” That had to be the most erotic thing ever.
He gave a jerky nod then sighed and glanced up at me. “It shouldn’t.”
“But it does, Professor Sexy.”
I knew my grin turned a bit predatory, but he didn’t seem to mind. Closing the last few inches, I pressed my body against his. “Do you want to know all the other firsts I’m curious about?”
“Shit.” It was breathy and sexy, and his body leaned against me. “How many?”
Another low chuckle escaped. As I pressed against him, I could feel a shiver race through him. Slowly leaning close, I pressed a kiss to his neck. “So many things. Don’t you want to be my teacher, Professor? You can show me all the things that turn you on and I’ll learn to be your Dom…no one else will have submitted to me or given everything up to me like you will.”
He groaned as I pressed another kiss on his neck. “No other sub will have worn my collar.”
I moved lower again and flicked my tongue out to taste the soft skin. “No other sub will have knelt before me.”
He gasped as I grazed the tender column with my teeth. “No other sub will have worn my marks.”
Beckett’s hips thrust forward again, and he made the most incredible needy sound. Nipping him again, I pressed just a little harder, not enough to mark him, but enough to know just how incredible he thought the idea was. “No other sub will have worn a cock cage for me or suffered because they couldn't come.”
Fuck.
His whole body melted into me and I found my arms wrapped around him while he shivered against me. “No other sub will have spent the evening on their knees keeping my dick warm.”
He made the most insane sounds. I was going to come just by listening to him and feeling him rut against me. Telling him to stop never even occurred to me. I wanted to see how far my sexy man would go. “No other sub will have been tied down to my bed, plugged and edged.”
His hands came up and grabbed my arms. His fingers dug into my biceps while he writhed against me. “No other sub will have ridden my cock, crying out and begging to come.”
The shaking was getting worse, and I wasn’t sure how he was still standing. “You want to be the first to cry out my name and beg to come, don’t you?”
His whole body bucked and stiffened, and I knew he’d come.
Hottest. Fucking. Thing. Ever.
He slouched against me, letting the aftershocks flow through him as I did my best to keep him steady. I had no idea what was going through his mind, so I turned and kissed his forehead. “Is it silly to say that’s the most erotic thing that’s ever happened to me?”
I felt him shake with suppressed laughter, but he shook his head. “No.”
Feeling a little bit relieved he didn’t think I was stupid and he was still talking to me, I was prepared to hold him for as long as he wanted. When he pulled back, I was disappointed, but I tried to hide it. He smiled at me, a sexy flush to his cheeks. “You’re not the one who just came in their pants. So if anyone’s silly, it’s me.”
“Oh, hell no, that was so hot I’ll never get it out of my head.” I kissed his cheek. “You were beautiful.”
His sexy blush flared back to life, and he started to shake his head. Not wanting to hear him put himself or anything that had happened down, I leaned in again. Making my intentions clear, I took his lips in a tender kiss.
Since he’d already come, I was taking that as permission to get a goodnight kiss.
Beckett didn’t seem upset at my forwardness. His hand moved up and wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer. He might have been embarrassed about coming, but it wasn’t enough to stop him from giving himself completely over to the kiss.
By the time we separated, both desperate for oxygen, I knew he was the one. I’d never met anyone more perfect, and I wasn’t going to let anything get in the way of making him mine.