I pinched her nipple once again, and she climaxed around me again. God, how I loved it. I sucked at her clit, tongued her wet cunt, licked her little asshole. She squirmed over me, drenching me in her sweetness.

I wanted to make her come again, bathe in her succulence one more time, but I couldn’t hold off much longer. I had to have her, and I wanted to come inside her again.

I lifted her hips from my face. “Baby, turn around and sit on my cock. I want you to ride me.”

She complied. She always did. In the bedroom at least. She turned around, and oh, how beautiful she was as she sank onto my cock. She covered me so completely, gloved me so grandly.

“Ride me, baby. Ride me and touch yourself so you come again.”

I reached forward and grabbed both of her nipples, pinching, while she trailed her hand down to her vulva and started rubbing her clit.

She rode me slowly, so fucking slowly that I thought I was going to go insane, but I couldn’t make her stop because it was so crazy good. Excruciatingly good.

“Talon, feels so good, baby.”

“Yes,” I groaned. “Ride me faster, baby. Faster.”

She obeyed me, as she always did. Her pussy sank down on me and then up, down, up down, up, down in a whirlwind, so fast, so hard that I exploded, my whole body convulsing.

I closed my eyes, pinching both of her nipples. Words escaped my mouth, but I didn’t know what they were.

All I saw was rapture, nirvana, Jade and me circling a kaleidoscope and spiral of wantonness and pleasure.

The climax went on and on, and as she kept rubbing her clit, she joined me in the rapture, coming again.

She kept pistoning, up down, up down, driving me insane. When she finally slowed down, we were both panting, sweat covering our bodies, our hairlines damp with perspiration.

She clambered off me and lay down next to me on her back. “My God, Talon. That was incredible.”

“Yeah, sure was, baby.”

“You make me feel so amazing,” she said. “I do so love you.”

I propped up on my arms and looked over at her. “I love you too. Now, tell me you’re not going out with Steve Dugan or anyone else.”

She shot up. “Are we really back to that again?”

“Why not? That’s what started this.”

She shook her head. “Talon, you will never learn, will you?”

“Learn what?”

“That you don’t own me. I don’t want to go out with anyone else. But if you’re not willing to make a commitment to me, why shouldn’t I? You’re going crazy about this. Just like you did about that damned tattoo.”

“Which you will not be getting,” I said.

She shook her head again. “Do you hear yourself? You don’t control me.”

“Seems like I control you just fine in here.”

“This is the bedroom, Talon. And I like submitting to you in the bedroom. It’s a turn-on for both of us. But I will not be a submissive in any other facet of our lives. I’m my own person.”

“What if that’s the kind of relationship I want? A submissive not just in the bedroom but in every facet of our lives?”

She regarded me, her steely blue eyes both angry and sad. They misted over, glazing with tears. “If that’s truly what you want, I’m afraid I’m not the woman for you.”

She gathered her clothes, quickly dressed, and walked away.

Don’t let her go, Talon. Don’t let her go.

She was everything I wanted. The only thing I had ever wanted.

Was I ready? Was I ready to truly make her mine?

Chapter Eleven

Jade

This wasn’t ending. I knew that. At least, I didn’t think it was. But Talon had to understand that he didn’t own me, that I had a right to my own life. If I wanted ink on my body, I would have it. And if he couldn’t commit to me, I had every right to—

Oh, hell. Who was I kidding? I didn’t want to date Steve Dugan or anyone else. I only wanted Talon. Feared I’d want no one but Talon for the rest of my life.

As I neared the kitchen, warm hands caressed my shoulders. Hot breath whispered into my ear.

“Don’t go.”

I turned into Talon’s warm embrace. I didn’t say anything at first, just let him hold me. He clung to me as if he were afraid I would disappear.

“Please don’t go,” he said again.

I pulled back from him a bit. “I don’t want to go, Talon.”

“Then don’t.”

“But you’re asking me to be someone I’m not.” I turned him around, and slowly we walked back to his bedroom, into the sitting area. I sat down on his couch and motioned for him to sit next to me.

“I love making love with you, Talon. I like submitting to your desires. It’s what I want to do in the bedroom. I want you to take what you need from me. That’s how I show you my love, how I show you my trust. But I also show you my love in other ways. I’m not asking you to be something you’re not. Yes, I’d like to go public with our relationship, but if you’re not ready, we won’t.”

“That’s not exactly how you put it, Jade. You said if we don’t go public, you’ll just go out with whoever asks you.”

I giggled. I couldn’t fault him for that one. “Talon, I’m not going out with anybody else. I don’t want to.”

“Then why did you say that?”

I shook my head. “I don’t know. I guess because I get tired of you forbidding me to do things. I’ll be your submissive in the bedroom, but I won’t be your slave.”

“I never asked you to be my slave.”

“Not in so many words, but when you forbade me to get a tattoo—”

He stood, pacing, clearly nervous. “That tattoo…”

“What about the damned tattoo, Talon? Why did you react so violently about it? So violently that you went down to the tattoo shop and paid them off not to tattoo me?”

“You don’t know that.”

“Oh, come on, give me a little bit of credit. Why else would they turn away good business?”

He sighed and sat back down. “Okay. You’re right. I made sure they wouldn’t tattoo you.”

“You realize you can’t pay off every tattoo shop in Colorado, don’t you?”