She climaxed with a stifled sob, her knees gave way.

He caught her, his hands at her waist. ‘What am I going to do with you?’ he scolded softly, holding her trembling body, her orgasm still flooding through her. ‘You can’t seem to control yourself. Look at me,’ he said with a sudden sharpness.

She struggled to obey; she was still panting, quivering.

He dipped his head, looked into her heated gaze. ‘Since you can’t control yourself, why don’t we see how many times you can come? I’ll give you a minute to rest between climaxes.’ He glanced at the bedside clock.

Her eyes flared wide. ‘That’s impossible!’

‘Forty seconds.’

‘Dominic, no!’

‘Thirty-five.’

She gave a cry of protest.

‘You really must learn to obey,’ he whispered, sliding his hand down her belly, forcing a fingertip past the dildo to touch her throbbing clit. Massaging it lightly.

She groaned as the shock waves surged through her body, whimpered as he stroked her swollen nub, heard him say, ‘Two seconds, one –’

He twisted his fingers in the belt around her waist, gripped it firmly and pulled. The dildo drove into her throbbing, pulsing body, hot, delicious pleasure exploded and she instantly climaxed again.

The minute of rest passed with astonishing speed.

She couldn’t possibly, she couldn’t. Then half dazed, she felt Dominic’s hands on her body, on her breasts, her nipples, her thighs, lightly caressing, making her skin tingle, her body ache. He moved the dildo more gently that time, pressed it softly against her G-spot, held it there. And with a sob, she came.

She was utterly helpless to resist, gentle or rough, slow or fast, he deliberately brought her to orgasm over and over again. Until she was sheened with perspiration, the dildo deliciously hot inside her, her G-spot and clitoris violently throbbing and she was softly keening in continuous, greedy need.

She was gasping for air when he finally picked her up, carried her to the chair he’d vacated and gently deposited her on the soft cushions. ‘Rest a minute. I’ll wait for you.’ Pulling up another chair, he sat opposite her and watched the wild frenzy dissipate, watched her slowly return to the world. ‘Very impressive, Katherine. You might have set a new record. You obviously like your new toy.’

The cool insolence dragged her eyes open and she met his amused blue gaze.

‘How would you score it on a scale of one to ten?’ he asked.

‘A twenty.’

He smiled. ‘How nice for you. So I did well.’

‘Don’t you always. You’re damn near perfect and you know it. Do you want me to say you’re good? After so many women you must know that, but if you’d like me to thank you I will. The orgasms were fucking great.’

A small dip of his lashes. ‘Are you testy about something, Katherine? Tell me and I’ll remedy it.’

I adore you even when you’re a bastard. Remedy that. I adore you even when you’re making me do something I don’t want to do because you know I’ll like it in the end. Remedy that. ‘No, I’m fine,’ she said with a polite smile.

He leaned forward, held her gaze. ‘Are you sure? You can tell me anything.’

I think I love you or everything about you which may or may not be love but close enough to be scary. You’ll forget me an hour after I’m gone and I’ll remember you for the rest of my life. Other than that – ‘I’m good, really. But thanks for asking.’

‘Would you rather do something else?’

She rocked gently, smiled. ‘Not just yet.’

He laughed softly. ‘Take your time.’

She lifted her hand slightly as Dominic’s erection swelled under his sweats. ‘But he’s waiting.’

Dominic ran his fingers over the visible bulge. ‘He can wait. But whenever you feel like moving, maybe you could come over and help him out.’ He pointed to her mouth, then his conspicuous hard on.

‘You’d like that?’

‘I would.’

‘Must I?’

That tantalizing little purr that meant she was playing. ‘Of course,’ he mildly said. ‘Why are you here if not to please me?’

‘And please myself.’

‘If I allow it, Katherine. Whether you have another orgasm is my decision, not yours.’ His voice dropped in volume, a coolness invaded his eyes. ‘You understand that, don’t you?’ A pause while he waited for her answer. ‘Answer or you’ll regret it.’

‘I understand.’

‘There now, that wasn’t so hard.’ He spread his legs and pointed. ‘On your knees, Katherine. I want to make use of your mouth.’

That soft spoken order streaked through her body, her nipples tightened into hard points, her arousal instantly stoked by his quiet demand.

‘Your nipples always betray you,’ Dominic murmured. ‘Don’t even think about coming. If you come without my permission you’ll be punished.’

There was something in his voice that brought her head up.

His fingers were steepled under his chin, his gaze chill. ‘Are you afraid you’ll be punished, Katherine?’

She tried not to tremble. ‘Should I be?’

‘You should.’ He held her gaze, then tipped his steepled fingers downwards. ‘Don’t keep us waiting.’

She flushed, her stomach quivered, everything tightened in her core. She was consumed with need. Desperate again, as if submission alone could arouse her.