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Authors: Jinx Jamison

Tags: #Romance, #Erotic Fiction, #Adult

Seducing Sarah (7 page)

"WHY DON'T I SHOW you the dormitory first?" He took off down the hall, not even bothering to wait for her. He could hear the tap, tap, tap of her sensible low-heeled shoes on the wood floor as she hurried to keep up. It was rude but he couldn't bring himself to slow down.
The alternative was pushing her up against the wall and fucking her right in the hallway.
"You read all the orientation paperwork, right?" He pushed open a door at the end of the hallway with his fist. He held it open and allowed her to walk into the room first. She didn't look at him as she passed. Which was just as well because he didn't need to see the blatant arousal in her eyes. The way she'd looked at him down in the dungeon, with naked lust on her innocent face had almost killed him.
"What? Sorry, I think I need a minute." She ran her hands through her curly hair. "That was really intense."
Talk about the understatement of the year.
When he'd seen the way Dom looked at her, he'd been so close to ripping his mask off and throwing her over his shoulder. He'd never been the jealous type before but then again, he'd never wanted anyone quite the way he wanted Sarah. He'd had to get them out of there before he went Cro-Magnon on someone he considered a friend.
"Oh, you asked about the paperwork. Yeah, I read it." She looked at him and then looked away. "Okay, I read
some
of it. I was a little too keyed up to concentrate this week. Can you blame me?"
She turned in a circle, looking around at the wide, open room dominated by a lushly appointed king-size bed. Heavy draperies fell from the ceiling to swathe the bed in a cocoon of fabric. Quinn thought it looked like the bed was suffocating but most women seemed to find it inviting. From Sarah's pleased expression, she was one of them.
"So, where do you sleep?" Sarah asked.
He crossed his arms. "You really should have read that paperwork, Ms. Caldwell." He walked up behind her and inhaled the light floral fragrance coming from her hair. The pulse at the base of her neck jumped beneath her light brown skin. God, he couldn't wait to see her spread out for him. She was like a honey-colored treat.
"As your handler, I'll be staying here with you."
She spun around and stared. "Here. With me." A long moment passed when the only sound in the room was her ragged breathing. Then she looked up at him, her brown eyes wide. "Okay. I wouldn't be here if I didn't need to learn. This is where it really starts, right?"
"Excellent attitude. I'm here to be your guide, in every way. To teach you what it means to truly share your body with someone." He stepped closer deliberately invading her personal space. Her hair looked like satin under the soft lighting, the rich dark color a perfect contrast to her light brown skin. They'd be a fascinating tangle of colors once he got her naked and beneath him, a breathtaking study in contrasts, light and dark, feminine and masculine, soft and hard. His cock stiffened just thinking about it.
"So, you're going to be the one who teaches me? I thought I was taking classes?" Sarah wrinkled her nose in confusion as she peered up at him and it took everything in him not to lean down and kiss her.
"Since you didn't bother to read your orientation paperwork, let me summarize for you." Quinn stalked toward her, forcing her to move back until she bumped into the bed.
"While you're here, I own you."
HER BREATH CAUGHT IN her throat. Surely, he couldn't mean that the way it sounded. "You mean you're responsible for me, right?"
"No, I mean I own you." He leaned over her, his motion forcing her back until she finally collapsed on the bed.
"This body is mine to care for, punish, taste and teach as long as you are here. I'll escort you to every class and when you need to practice what you learn, I'm who you'll practice with."
Sarah forgot how to breathe. Images of taking a "test" like the one she'd witnessed earlier assaulted her. Her breath left her chest in a vicious huff of air.
"I'll be
practicing
with you?"
He nodded, his eyes grave behind the mask. "Only with me. You'll take classes and be instructed by others but when it comes time to apply what you've learned, that's where I come in. Some of our other students, particularly those interested in ménage, willingly partner with other students in class. You're on the conservative track so you'll only have sexual contact with me."
"Wow." She'd thought she was prepared for the reality of sex with someone she didn't know well. Most of her friends had sex with people they met in bars. People whose names they couldn't remember the next day. At least here everyone was screened and tested first.
She'd come prepared to learn how to have sex. She hadn't been prepared to be overwhelmed and so horny she wanted to hump her instructor's leg.
"Unless you'd rather speak to Madame about changing your schedule?" His eyes sparkled.
He was laughing at her, the big jerk.
"No, I don't want to change my schedule." If she had to do intimate things with someone, she'd much rather it was him. He felt familiar somehow, probably because he reminded her of Quinn. Plus, he seemed to feel the same crazy attraction she did. Maybe it was a sign that she wasn't completely hopeless in bed.
He stepped up until he stood next to her. She turned her head slightly and gulped. The height of the bed put her perfectly in line with his zipper.
Good lord.
"Sarah? Look at me."
Sarah managed to rip her eyes away from the bulge in his jeans. Dozens of images filled her mind, each more lurid than the last. Was she really here in Sin City about to spend the next three weeks getting naked with one of the sexiest men she'd ever seen?
He delved his hand into her hair holding her still until she met his eyes. "I need to know you're okay. I'm not here to do anything you don’t want to do. I’ll push you out of your comfort zone for sure but I'm here to help you bend, not break."
If anyone had shown her a snapshot of what her life would be like just a few months ago she would have called them insane. Strangely enough though, she was sure this was the right step for her. She just wasn't sure how to take it. Embarrassing herself in front of her fiancé was bad enough but being found inept by the man before her seemed somehow…unimaginable. She wasn't sure she'd survive it.
Get a grip Sarah. He's your teacher. He doesn't expect you to know anything.
"Yes, sir. I'm just a little overwhelmed. Confused. I have no idea what I'm supposed to be doing," she confessed.
He nodded. "That's completely normal and very easily fixed. The only fix for nerves is to get right to it." He pulled his shirt over his head, baring a heavily muscled chest.
Gulp.
Sarah didn't like to think of herself as naïve. An intelligent, independent career woman should not be intimidated by nudity. Especially since she'd already had the most intimate part of him in her mouth. After a few seconds of trying to avert her eyes, she gave up and let herself look her fill.
God, I'm so naïve.
His tanned skin looked like melted butter. A light dusting of hair covered his pecs, trailing off into the waistband of his jeans.
Damn.
A sexy, commanding man was standing next to her and talking about "getting right to it".
"Wait, get right to
what
exactly?"
He climbed on the bed and lowered himself gently on top of her, cradling her face in his hands. "Your placement test."
Then he kissed her. Suddenly her mind was a blank slate, all her thoughts, fears and worries melting under the force of his kiss. He sipped at her mouth like he was savoring it, licking into the cavern of her mouth and drawing her tongue out so he could suck on it. His fingers tugged at the edges of her blouse and she pulled back to let him tug it over her head. The rest of their clothes flew around them in a furious cloud as they yanked things off amid heated kisses. Her hands were all over him, skating over every inch of his skin until her hand brushed his cock. He suddenly stilled. When she looked up at him, his eyes burned with a strange light behind his mask.
She reached up and traced the edges of the leather. His eyes drifted closed in either ecstasy or agony, she wasn’t sure which. Then his eyes snapped open and the expression was gone.
“Get on the bed,” he ordered. When she didn’t move fast enough, he picked her up and tossed her on the bed. She landed on her stomach. He pulled her hips back until she was on all fours. She blushed all over at the position, her pussy creaming as the cool air in the room caressed her most intimate parts. He caressed her ass until she purred, his long fingers kneading the muscles until they felt like jelly.
Then he slapped her ass.
"OUCH! WHAT ARE YOU doing?" She pulled away and glared at him over her shoulder.
Quinn grinned, amused that she could look so indignant while on all fours with her ass in the air.
He rolled her to her back. Immediately her arms flew up to cover her breasts. He pulled them down and held them at her sides. She eventually stopped struggling but wouldn't meet his eyes.
"Look at me. Look at me, Sarah."
Her chest rose from her sudden inhalation. She looked at him, fury making her eyes bright. Oh, she was furious with him but aroused too. Her nipples tightened until they pointed straight up, begging for his mouth.
All in time.
"You respond to my commands with arousal. You might have some submissive tendencies. I'm supposed to push your boundaries, remember?"
She opened her mouth to speak and he put a finger to her lips to keep her quiet. "Don't speak, just feel. I need to see how you respond to different types of stimulation. Even things that might shock you."
He trailed his index finger down the column of her throat, over her breastbone and past her belly. Her muscles rippled and tightened at the light touch.
"What are you going to do to me?"
"On second thought, maybe you don't respond that well to direction. Quiet. Don't think. Just feel."
Her head rolled back and forth as his finger took a casual stroll along the sensitive skin of her inner thigh and over the light strip of hair covering her mound. When he abruptly took his finger away, she bit her lip.
"Put your arms over your head." Frustration made him curt but he couldn't help that. Usually sex was just sex but with Sarah, it was different. He wanted to take his time and worship her and not just to observe her reactions. He wanted to take her body to heights she'd never experienced solely for the joy of watching her come.
She slowly stretched her arms up until her palms rested against the headboard. Her legs were clamped together. His lips curled up at the sight.
"You have beautiful breasts, Sarah. Show me how you like them touched."
Her nose crinkled as she watched him. He made no move to come closer or touch her. This part of the exam was to gauge the way she perceived herself versus the reality of her desires.
Just as he expected, she touched her breasts tentatively, cupping the heavy mounds gently, barely skimming over the nipples. After a few minutes of watching her knead herself, he crossed to her and removed her hands.

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