bedroom fully naked when having sex? Perhaps it was acceptable to wait on the other guy to undress together?
Dammit, had I made it weird between us?
August just sat there staring at me while I tried to figure out what to do. I sure as hell wasn’t going back through the door to put on that robe. Instead, I marched toward him, the lust burning in his eyes giving me more confidence.
“Straddle me,” he said when I stopped in front of him. “I want you spread out over me.”
Holy shit, August’s husky commanding voice was everything. Without questioning it, I sat in his lap, my legs on either side of him on the bench. His hands came down on my back, feathering over my shoulder blades, down my spine, to the swell of my ass, which he skimmed over.
I wanted his hands to linger.
“If anything gets too overwhelming for you, tell me to stop.” He leaned forward and licked the vein at the side of my neck. “If there’s anything that you want me to do for you, you ask politely. I’m more inclined to do it if you beg.”
I blinked at him in surprise, searching his face for the humor in his eyes that he was joking. He looked serious and…stern.
And it was hot as hell.
“You want me to beg?” That was so surprising I had to repeat it.
“And in my bed, you will call me Sir.”
“Sir?”
“That’s good practice. Say it again.”
My face heated, and I was about to object to his command, but his eyes bored into mine with an expression I didn’t fully understand. Why he wanted me to address him so formally in bed, I had no idea, but whatever rocked his boat.
I could do it.
I could call him Sir to get what I wanted. He was what I wanted.
“Sir.”
I purred the word at him. Two could play this game, and if there was anything Charles Moore knew how to do, it was to be the biggest flirt August had ever met.
August’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. “Good. You catch on fast. Now tell me what feels good, yes?”
If he really wanted me to answer him, he wouldn’t have squeezed my ass the way he did. The sound that came out of my mouth was incoherent. A smile slanted his lips as he continued to explore my body.
It wasn’t just his hands touching me. He trailed his lips hotly over my neck. The way he caressed my body, his teeth nipped at my skin, and the material of his pants rubbed against my skin opened up all my senses.
My god, he was fully clothed while I was completely naked.
Instead of feeling uncomfortable about it, it turned me on even more.
A gasp startled out of me as August teased my nipples, rolling them between the rough pads of his fingers.
“Like that?”
“Hmm.”
He released my nipples. “Don’t stop.”
“Beg.”
“Please don’t stop touching me.”
When he didn’t immediately react, I quickly added, “Sir.”
Without warning, August rose to his feet with me still in his lap. I grabbed his shoulders, bracing for impact if we ended up on the floor. Instead, he set me down on the bench.
“Since you beg so nicely...” He didn’t finish the sentence, his lips finding mine. Now this part I knew very well and didn’t have to second-guess.
Unlike the other times we kissed, August dominated, forcing my mouth open, plunging his tongue hotly inside. I gasped and moaned when he kissed down the side of my neck, leaning backward to give him as much access as I could.
Was this what begging and calling him Sir could get me? Fuck, hot damn, I wanted more.
“Fuck me, Sir.”
It was what I wanted from the moment we met. The fire blazing in my belly might have been less intense then, but there was no mistaking how much I needed August in the worst way.
“Patience, pet. We have a long night ahead of us.”
Pet? I wasn’t anyone’s pet. He went down on his knees before me and captured my left nipple into his mouth.
Fuck yes, I could be his pet for this. The burning in my gut only intensified with the swirls of his tongue, the nips of his teeth, and the tugging of his lips.
August had me so far up in the clouds I could almost touch the stars, but he yanked me right back down when his hand enclosed my dick. He licked my abs, unaware of the mess I was as I tried to catch my breath.
“I could lick