Under His Command (Six-Alarm Sexy) Read Online Free Page A

and forced the words past his dry lips. “I don’t think she enjoyed it.”
    What the fuck was wrong with him? He glanced up at Hollywood, expecting to see derision on the guy’s face. Yeah, he knew he was acting like a girl.
    “None of it?” Hollywood asked, his voice gentle.
    Christ, now Hollywood was treating him like one. He held up his hands. “The first time was a complete”—disaster—“blur. I don’t know how she took it.”
    After the earthquake, Rickie had hinted that she’d like to relive their first time together. So last night, he’d taken her up against the wall, hard and fast. But that had been all about him. He’d been too revved up by her suggestion, so blind with lust, with wanting to be buried deep inside her, that he didn’t know, didn’t care if she’d enjoyed it. He’d gone too far.
    Hollywood rubbed his chin, making him look oddly analytical. “And then you apologized?”
    Jamie wanted to disappear, to evaporate into the ether. He didn’t talk about stuff like this. Ever. He pinched the bridge of his nose and exhaled. “Yeah.”
    “What did she say?”
    And there was the kicker. “Nothing. She didn’t say a fucking thing.”
    “How did she seem?”
    “Annoyed, disappointed. Like I hadn’t lived up to expectations.”
    Hollywood’s hand came down on the desk with a loud thwack that made Jamie jump. “That’s it!”
    Jamie rolled his eyes. “Yeah, I know. That’s why I said I was sorry.”
    “You’re my friend and all, man, but sometimes you act dumber than shit. Now listen. I’ve had my share of women”—he shined his nails on his shirt—“so I’m a bit of an expert.” Ignoring Jamie’s loud snort, Hollywood continued. “Let’s try this on for size. You have sex. It’s fast and furious because you’re so turned on by your wife, so hot to have her. Then after what was for you no doubt fan-fucking-tastic sex, you turn to her and beg her forgiveness.”
    Yep, that pretty much summed it up. Jamie nodded.
    “Did you ever think maybe she liked that you wanted her so much you were out of your mind?”
    No. He hadn’t considered that at all. The second time had been all about her. Hard and fast became slow and easy, and he’d made sure she’d enjoyed herself. But Christ, it hadn’t been easy, and he couldn’t help but wonder why. Was she regretting her decision to call off the divorce? He massaged his chest. He couldn’t go through that again. Rickie and Chloe were his life. “Even if that were the case,” he said, frustration deepening his voice. “I treated her right the second time. She shouldn’t be upset.”
    “Maybe she likes it rough.”
    Jamie scowled. “Watch your fucking mouth. That’s my wife you’re talking about.”
    Hollywood shrugged. “Just saying.”
    Closing his eyes, Jamie massaged his temples and reluctantly admitted the truth. Rickie did like it rough. Well, at least, she had liked it rough. “The night we first met, the sex was a little… wild. I know she liked it. But after we got together, she shut me down whenever I went there. I don’t understand why.” Seeing such an incredibly strong woman submit had taken him to a level of sexual fulfillment beyond anything in his experience. He knew she’d enjoyed it too. But for some reason, she’d rejected his attempts to dominate her after that first night. And she’d never explained her reasons.
    “Some chicks think it’s wrong to like it any way but slow and tender.”
    “Fuck.”
    “Yeah.”
    “Got any suggestions, Mr. Expert? I’m at a complete loss.”
    Hollywood grinned. “If at first you don't succeed, try, try, try again, my friend.”
    Swiveling his chair around, Jamie faced the window and lost himself in the view of Seattle’s downtown. Maybe Hollywood was onto something. Although long repressed, Jamie’s Dom instincts told him Erica had relished every moment of their first time together. But if she liked his dominant side, why had she gotten so upset the other