hands and Dallas's eyes would drive her over the edge, and she'd explode.
Dallas snarled and dragged her head back, and the latches on her corset gave way just in time. Mad pulled it wide, and Dallas jerked his hand roughly over his dick before groaning his release. Semen spilled across her breasts, a primal mark of possession every bit as real as the collar and the ink--and as subtle as a hard left hook to the jaw.
She licked the corner of her mouth and tried to catch her breath. Dallas's gaze was riveted to her breasts, which heaved with each panting breath. "All yours," she rasped. "Is this what you wanted at dinner?"
"For starters." Dallas continued to watch her as Mad eased the corset out from under her bound arms. His hands were warm and strong but carefully, deliberately impersonal. Not even Ace would have tested Dallas with that possessive glint in his eyes.
When the fabric slipped away, Dallas touched the corner of Lex's mouth. "Mad?"
"Yeah, boss?"
"Go jerk off on your own or wait for the hooker. I'll make it up to you."
Mad leaned in just enough to whisper against Lex's ear. "Have fun, honey." Then his heat vanished, and there was no one left but Dallas, looming over her with an insatiable hunger in his eyes.
She didn't speak. There was nothing to say--not yet.
Dallas took his time refastening his pants and shedding his vest. He looked out of place in the delicate surroundings, his broad, tattooed chest too raw and unrelentingly uncivilized.
He didn't match the polite lie of a fancy French whorehouse, but his sudden, cocky grin flipped that thought on its head. Then the room looked out of place around Dallas, as if he was the one who truly belonged and the whole place was flawed for not bending reality to suit him.
Everything else did. Even her.
After an endless silence, Dallas traced her jaw and put the tip of his finger under her chin. "I'm feeling possessive tonight, Lexie love, so here's your choice. I can untie you and we can have a little tease and cuddle...or you can stand up and go into the bedroom. If you do that, I'm going to play with you until you think you can't take it anymore, and then I'm going to ride you so hard your legs won't work in the morning. Pick one."
"Just cuddling?" She managed to climb to her feet. "Don't be such a girl, Declan."
"Hey, I already got mine." His gaze flicked to her chest, and she could taste the smugness in the air. "If you want your turn, less backtalk, more walking."
As if he didn't know the truth. "There's more to sex, the really good kind, than orgasms." She turned for the bedroom, but instead of his steps trailing hers, he veered off into the washroom.
Lex waited, one knee propped on the velvet-covered bench at the foot of the bed. Mirrors lined the walls, inset into the panels laden with delicate, fussy woodwork. Each one was framed with drapes that could be released to cover the mirrors.
They were open now, and reflected Dallas in dizzying multitude when he returned with a damp towel in hand. He swiped it over her breasts with a teasing tenderness that undercut his low, intense words. "Obedience, Lex. I'm going to take it tonight." His knuckles grazed one nipple, and he paused to tug on it. "But you go ahead and be as sassy as you want. I'll get off on shutting you up."
She shivered, as much from the dark look in his eyes as the sensual contact. "You always do."
His brows drew together as he tossed aside the towel and grabbed her hips. He hauled her off the bench, then jerked her pants open roughly. "That's my girl. Always going for blood."
Because she couldn't stop, even when her words kindled that stormy frown. "Why don't you ask yourself why you like it so much when I hiss at you?"
"Who gives a fuck why?" He hooked her pants and underwear and dragged both down her legs. "I'm not worried about psychology with your pussy two inches from my face, love. Lift your foot."
She began to obey automatically, and that alone was enough to slam her heel back down on the floor.
"No?" No anger in the word, just amusement, so she wasn't ready when Dallas lunged. His shoulder thumped against her abdomen as his hand slapped down on her ass, and then he was on his feet with her dangling over his