It took him a full ten minutes to complete the purchase.
“Everything okay?”he asked, sitting next to her.
This was neither the time nor the place to discuss her thoughts.He’d likely tell her she was just having the jitters, and maybe she was.She’d turn to him.He’d comfort her.And she’d be even more in love.“Fine.”She lied to save her sanity.
“Is it the money?”
“It’s…” She grabbed the excuse he was offering.“Eighteen dollars and fifty-seven cents,” she said.
He frowned.
“That’s the cost per wear.Without tax.I figure the tax adds another dollar, give or take.”
“Give or take,” he agreed.“And worth every penny.It really is beautiful on you.”
It was.A beautiful sham that threatened to leave her heart in pieces.
* * * *
“Is that what you’re getting married in?”he asked, sweeping his gaze over her.
Heat simmered in his steely gray eyes, and she felt a corresponding pulse deep inside her.Her future husband, her Dom, always showed his appreciation.And tension constantly seemed to hover on a slow boil between them.“No.I figured I’d change after lunch.”
“I’ll pick you up around two?”
“I’ll be ready.”Physically, anyway.
Since he wasn’t quite ready to leave, she asked if April could give her a ride.
“Absolutely.But if you think you’re getting out of the house without saying goodbye, you’re mistaken.”
As always, when his tone was tinged with a slight edge of danger, she began to moisten.
“Yeah,” he said.
Without him issuing a command, she went to him.He sat on a chair and parted his legs, and she stood between them.
“Lift your skirt.”
She exhaled deeply and did as he instructed.
Through the scrap of her panties, he mouthed her.Suddenly off balance, she reached for him, grabbing handfuls of his workout shirt.“Oh, Sir.”No matter what was on her mind, his brand of sensuality distracted her.
He thumbed aside the silk and swirled his tongue over her clit.“That’s it, little Lara.Give me your orgasm.”
She moved her hips, offering him more of her pussy.Sexually, she held nothing back from him.
He slipped a finger inside her and crooked it so that he touched her G-spot.
A hundred pinpricks of light exploded behind her eyelids and her knees weakened as the unexpected force of the orgasm rocked her.
“Now that’s a good morning kiss,” he said.
After she’d steadied herself, she leaned down and kissed his mouth, tasting her own passion.Everything about him was erotic.
He set her away from him, then stood and walked her to the door.“See you soon,” he said.
She paused for a moment, and they looked at each other.“Connor, I…” The words, the confession were right there, between them.And she couldn’t speak them even though he waited for her to go on.Instead, she picked up the garment bag she’d hung from the coatrack.
