Duke didn't shy away from Darica but remained in place as he waited for Darica to claim him.
Darica was too territorial and, as much as her actions would have irritated him if it were in the past, he was starting to become a masochist.
His love and desire to be controlled and taken over by her was slowly starting to replace his desire to change Darica into the perfect woman she was supposed to be.
"I mean every single word, babes. If you say I should go left, I won't go against it," he responded in a low voice, as he licked his lower lips, his gaze fully on those sea-deep greens that were luring him the more he looked at them.
"Then kiss me and I will tell you when!" in a sultry voice that spoke volumes, Darica suddenly ordered Duke, whose eyes were getting cloudy and hazy with desire.
"With pleasure!" Duke quickly accepted the invitation.
He wasn't the type of man who would back down when it came to intimacy.
