“I don’t know what you mean,” I gasped, as he thrust deep inside of me and sent a jolt of sharp pleasure up my spine.
“You don’t?” He smiled. “The first time I saw you, I had you pegged for the kind of girl just aching for man to come into her life and order her around.” I must have made a face, because he leaned in and chastened me with a quick kiss. “In the bedroom, I mean.”
“I…suppose?” I managed. I certainly wasn’t going to argue with him, as long as he was making me feel like this.
“Of course you are,” he said. “I saw how you reacted just now. I felt it. You can’t hide the way your body responds to me, Maddy.”
I moaned, wrapping my legs around him tightly. I didn’t even care what kind of ridiculousness he was spouting. He was filling me up so perfectly, as if our bodies had been expertly molded together.
“Say my name,” he murmured, his eyes fixed on mine. They were so dark.
“Daniel,” I said.
He shook his head. For all his posturing, though, he was starting to get a little breathless. “Not that one,” he said. “What you used to call me before. When I was your boss.”
“Mr. Thorne,” I whimpered. “Oh…Mr. Thorne…”
It felt surprisingly good to call him that, after all this time, all this forced intimacy. That was how I thought of him still, sometimes - when I looked at him and remembered - he was my boss. He was my boss, for Christ’s sake, a man who’d been essentially a stranger to me until I agreed to marry him. A man who was a stranger still, in many ways, even while he was buried inside me on our honeymoon.#p#分页标题#e#
“Mr. Thorne,” I whispered. He was smiling. A ripple of pleasure went through my chest.
“Are you close?” he intoned, inches from my ear.
I realized that I was. I nodded.
“Don’t,” he said. “Not until I say you can.”
I stared at him. “I can’t…I can’t stop it.”
“Of course you can.” He paused in his movements. “It’s simple. If you get too close, just tell me to stop, and I’ll stop.”
“But I don’t want you to stop,” I whined, feeling helpless. Why was he playing games with me?
“I don’t want to stop either,” he replied. “But more than that, I want you to gain control of your body. It won’t be hard, if you remember what I taught you. Breathe. Be present.”
“Fine.” I felt frustrated already, but this was obviously something he got off on. I’d try to play along.
I took a deep breath, and focused. I realized that by concentrating, I could actually control my responses more than I’d realized. I might not understand why he wanted to do this, but it was interesting to know that I could.
I started to relax.
Just then, he slid his hand down to where we were joined.
I shuddered as he caressed me with his fingers. “So I take it I’m allowed now?” I said, shakily.
“No,” he said, smilingly. But I could see he was beginning to lose his perfect composure. “Not until I say.”
“That’s not fair!” I felt like I was seconds away from losing all control.
“I never said I was going to make it easy on you.”
I glared at him, but I couldn’t keep my eyes open for long. It was like he knew exactly how to touch me. I didn’t know how long I could keep this up.
“I don’t understand why you’re doing this,” I gasped.
“You don’t?” Sweat was beginning to trickle down the sides of his face. I noticed a muscle in his jaw twitch, and I realized he was actually delaying his own pleasure in order to delay mine. Talk about cutting off your nose to spite your face. What on earth did he get out of this?
“Please, please,” I heard myself say. “Please Mr. Thorne, please…”
“Yes,” I dimly heard him growl. “Beg.”
“Please…please…Mr. Thorne, please…”
“Yes,” he said, after what felt like a thousand years. “Yes. Do it. Come for me.”
I heard someone yelling hoarsely, and I realized afterwards that it was me. The pleasure swept me up like a hurricane, and when I landed again I felt like I’d traveled a hundred miles. I was spent and panting, and Daniel was trembling on top of me, and I realized he must have finished too.
He rolled off of me, similarly breathless, collapsing on the mattress beside me. Every nerve ending in my body was shuddering with aftershocks. Never - not once in my entire life - had I felt like this.
Okay, so maybe now I understood what he got out of it.
“Thank you for…indulging me,” he said, after a few moments of silence.