A sudden, sharp cry escaped her lips as he suddenly jerked her hips down.  She had anchored herself to him, placing her hands on his shoulders for the moment.  The small voice in the back of her head that thought this was a bad idea was completely drowned out now.  Something about the beast behind his eyes drew her in.  Was it the danger?  Or at least the appearance of it?  Everything she had heard about the owner of this establishment had been rather neutral, but up close she could tell there was more than met the eye.  Power, perhaps contained, but power all the same.<br/><br/>She had teased and taunted, but now that they were intimate, she realized just what she had gotten herself into.  Maybe he reminded her of the wild side of the man she had lost.  That feral look in his eyes became so clear as he pulled her tighter to him.  Nora did her best to match his thrusts, but her mind was alight with his hands all over her body.  It was very different than any man she had slept with in the interim since Will's death.  Pace's movements were all darkness and desire, it felt like she was the prey for an animal that had hunted too long without end.  And yet, it did not bring up feelings of fear, instead, she basked in the pleasure and arched her back as his mouth and teeth tweaked the tender flesh of her nipples.<i>God, that felt good...<br/>
</i><br/>Her attention was brought immediately back to him as his hands moved to clasp hers.  Nora watched him with half-lidded eyes and ground out her hips in slow circles and he held her in place on top of him.  There was no escape now, but she had no desire to run.  It was strange, but the moment she had stepped into this office she had not wanted to bolt.  Challenge him, yes, but she had not wanted to run from whatever danger he might have represented.<br/><br/>Her head fell back after a rougher thrust, a cry of pure pleasure escaping her lips.  Her chocolate strands of hair cascaded down her back with the motion, tickling the flesh of both his hands and hers.  When her head came back up, she twisted the wrists in his grip until one came free.  It immediately came to his chest and she dug her fingers against the clothing there.   "You like to be in control...don't you?"  She breathed out at him, using what little leverage she now had to ride him just a bit harder.   Slowly, she leaned in so her lips were pressed against the delicate skin of his ear.<br/><br/>"Is that why you want a slave?  So you can tie me up and do wicked things to me?"