"Fine, Ace. Please, kiss me," I loved authoritative men. Men who imposed their own rules and were not submissive. They were the sexiest.

He smirked at me. So irresistible. I held his face in my hands and softly placed my lips on his. I began to kiss him. He didn't kiss me back but was just immobile. I opened my eyes and looked at him.

"What's wrong, baby?" I asked, "Please, kiss me back,"

I held his face again and kissed him. This time he kissed me back.

I melted. I ...