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  If it were up to her, I’d fuck her throat until she cried, but for some reason, I just can’t do it. She’d love for me to be way more deviant, the way I was before I met her, but she’s just so small, so fragile-looking next to my over six and half foot build. And I try to ignore the other reasons that may keep me from including too much sadism into our scenes. Right now, I just want to focus on the taste of her delicious juices, and the feel of her smooth, plump folds on my tongue.

  Suddenly, I feel her hands clutch the back of my upper thighs to pull herself closer to me, and the insubordination has me instantly reacting. I let go of her with my right hand and slap her ass, my giant hand surely leaving a mark on her naked flesh. She squeals in response, letting go of my legs, which causes her to swing slightly away. Her breaths are coming out in sharp pants, and I glance down to make sure she’s all right still in her inverted position. Her face is a mask of pure pleasure, letting me know she’s okay, so I bury my face back between her legs.

  I eat her like a starved man until she’s screaming around my cock, the vibrations of her throat making me want to fuck into her, but I refrain, enjoying the feel of her pussy flexing around my tongue as she comes.

  I step away, my swollen shaft leaving her mouth with an audible pop, and I move over to the wall to let her down slowly until her body lies flat on the padded part of the floor face-up. I’d love nothing more than to drag this out, to toy with her for long hours until we can barely move, but I have to have her. Precum already weeps from the head of my dick, and if I don’t take her now, a slight breeze will have me coming all over the floor where I stand. So I return to her, unlatching the chains from the bar instead of unbuckling her ankles, forcing her legs to stay open for me, and I flip her over easily, her small yet curvy body feeling as if it weighs nothing.

  She groans, the sexy sound filling the room as I pull her up on all fours and put my knees between hers, sliding the crown of my cock up and down her dripping slit. She trembles with anticipation and self-control, remaining completely still even though I know she wants to thrust back to force me deep inside her. So I reward her by feeding her pussy with my steel rod, inch after pulsing inch.

  Her elbows buckle as I bump her cervix, so I grip her hips tight until she steadies herself once more. I slide one hand up her long spine and into the back of her hair, making a fist and turning her head to the side so I can watch her profile as I begin to fuck her. Using long, smooth thrusts, I watch her brow furrow and her lips form a silent O as I pull out and dive back in over and over, controlling her movements easily with one hand gripping her thick hair and the other digging into the fleshiness of her womanly hips.

  Her moans escalate until she’s screaming once again, and this time I follow her over the edge, pumping sharp streams of my hot cum inside her. I fold over her, placing my hands on the floor beside hers so I’m on all fours with her beneath me, spooning her without laying us down to catch our breath.

  When we’ve finally come down from our high, I slide gently out of her, sitting back on my ass as her front half lowers to rest on the floor, giving me a view of her ass and pussy that has my cock stirring back to life immediately. But for right now, I unbuckle the padded shackles around her and massage her ankles, listening to her sweet purr of pleasure.

  I stand and scoop her up in my arms, carrying her over to the leather chair against the wall. I sit down and hold her in my lap, holding her like a baby as I run my fingers through her hair, smoothing it back from her perfect face as she sighs contently. When she melts completely into me, I lean down and place soft, sweet kisses to her lips, basking in the rare intimacy she allows me during aftercare.

  After a few silent minutes, she’s the one who speaks first.

  “So what was the real story of the couple in the picture?” Clarice asks, cuddling deeper into my chest.

  “What?” I prompt, my mind still fuzzy from the amazing orgasm I just had and the spell she put me under with her closeness.

  “The chick you rescued and her kidnapper. What was their real story? Or I guess that is their story—a captive and her kidnapper—which means I was way off in Lyra’s and my game,” she murmurs, sounding disappointed.

  “Nah, there was more to it, but I promised I wouldn’t tell.” I smile mischievously as her face shoots up to glare at me.

  “You’ve gotta be kidding me,” she growls. “You can’t just tease me like that!”

  I chuckle, holding her tighter to my chest. “What was your guess, when you were making up their story as you took their picture?”

  Her sparkling eyes dart between mine as she raises a brow. “His facial hair was so freaking perfect, and his eyebrows… those bitches were arched better than mine. They seemed more like Will and Grace than lovers. I guessed she was his beard, a woman pretending to be his girlfriend or wife while he was secretly gay. Either that, or she didn’t know he was, because he was setting off my gaydar like crazy.”

  I throw my head back and laugh, and when I finally come down a little from my amusement, I tell her, “You are one incredible woman, my beautiful lover. You have quite the superpower.”

  She beams at me. “You mean I was right? I am pretty great at reading people.”

  I shrug. “I meant your ability to hold my big ass in the palm of your tiny hand. But yeah, that too.” And before she can get all weird about my confession of how much she means to me, I kiss her like my life depends on it.

  Because really, it does.

  THE END

  NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR

  Brian is one of the four main characters in my Club Alias series. They are a group of Doms who own a BDSM club, but are also mercenaries who work tirelessly to clear up bad guys who slip through the judicial system’s cracks. Those evil people who escape justice with their loads of money and fancy lawyers—my guys take care of them and make it all look like karma.

  To catch up on my Club Alias series, you can find them on Amazon in this reading order:

  Before the Lie (Confession Duet Book 1)

  Truth Revealed (Confession Duet Book 2)

  Seven

  You can also find the Confession Duet in a boxed set, both books inside one cover for a special price here.

  COMING SOON

  Doc

  Knight

  You will also find Brian in three more upcoming novellas inside other Kindle Worlds!

  To keep up with my delicious Doms, follow me on Facebook here, and you can also join my reader group here!

  ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

  It was such an amazing experience writing in Aleatha’s Kindle World! From picking who to link my Brian to, to deciding just how his mission would play out, it was so much fun writing this novella. Thank you so much, Aleatha, for the opportunity. It’s definitely surreal going from a hardcore fan for almost five years, to being an author writing a story inside your world.

  Thank you, Cassy Roop, as always, for my beautiful cover and formatting. Your talent knows no bounds. Barbara Hoover and Becky Johnson, my favorite editors in all the land, you always make my books so much better than what they started as. And thank you so much, Susan Henn and Victoria Klick, for everything. I couldn’t have written this without your insight into the twisted and awesome Fidelity World. Finally, thank you to my Twinnie, Erin Noelle, who let me include one of my favorite characters of hers, Lyra, as my Clarice’s photographer friend. You can find her in Erin’s EXP1RE and ETERN1TY.