Leopards could hear lies, and she knew he believed what he was saying. She let her breath out. He made her feel beautiful and sexy. He came back to stand in front of her and he reached for her hands, placing them on his chest.

“I belong to you, devochka moya. Everything I am and will ever be. My heart. My body. I belong to you and I want you to be familiar with what is yours. To know every inch of me. What I like. What brings me pleasure. That’s what I intend to do with what’s mine.” He brought her hands to the waistband of his trousers. “Take them off.”

His palms cupped the soft weight of her breasts, thumbs sliding over her nipples. Instantly white lightning streaked through her body straight to her clit. She heard a soft moan escape before she could stop it. He’d barely touched her and she was so ready for him. She knew this was all about getting her over her shyness. He wanted her to feel confident, and truthfully she was growing more so with every passing moment. Well, it was about giving her confidence and bringing them both pleasure. He was thick and long and hard beneath his trousers.

“You like lookin’ at me,” she said.

“So much,” he agreed. “And I like telling you what to do and have you do it,” he added. “That’s a huge turn-on for me.”

“Because you’re all about control.” She slipped his trousers open and slowly unzipped them. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and his heavy erection sprang free. She couldn’t help the shocked gasp. His cock matched the rest of him. She should have known. He was leopard.

“I’m all about control,” he agreed. He caught her nipples in between his thumbs and fingers, tugging gently, making her gasp again, this time as more fire sizzled through her body. “Take the trousers off me and fold them, Evangeline.”

She nodded and hooked her fingers in the waistband so she could pull them down over his hips. She had to bend to bring them to his ankles so he could step out of them. The action brought her mouth in line with his impressive cock. The leopard in her wanted to taste him. To see if he tasted as good there as he did when he kissed her. Before she thought, she licked along the hard shaft as she crouched low.

His body shuddered, and he dropped a hand on her shoulder as he stepped out of the trousers. She hid a little smirk as she straightened again, indulging in another tongue swipe up his shaft, this time flicking under the crown as she stood. Without looking at him, she folded the pants and walked over to the chair.

She never heard him behind her, but then he had her in his arms, cradling her against his chest as he walked back to the bed.