They took their time kissing, like long-time lovers.She stayed in his arms longer than she normally did, hanging on to the moment.
Loopy crept back into the room and both of them petted her.
“We may have to start putting her outside so we don’t traumatize her.”
“Being away from us upsets her even more,” he replied.“Don’t let that fool you into thinking it means I’m going to stop punishing you.”
“I hope not.”
“We’ll just let Loopy decide when she needs to leave.”
He returned her clothing.“All your clothes need to be that easy to get on and off.”
“All elastic waistbands.Check.”
She was on her way back to the kitchen when his voice halted her steps.“Sofia?”
“Yeah?”She slowly faced him.Damn, he looked so fine, a lock of hair dislodged, a devilish grin on his face, legs spread, cowboy boots and well-worn jeans.
“I gave you what you were asking for.Before the night is out, you’re going to give me what I want.”
After dinner, he went upstairs to change.When he came back down, he plucked the untouched wine glass from her hand and said, “It’s my turn now.”
Chapter Thirteen
“I’ve been picturing you in bondage since the moment I saw you.”
As always, when he looked at her with that kind of intensity, Sofia was helpless, even though she still had her doubts.Since they’d met, he’d talked about a submissive wanting to please her Dom.Every day, she more clearly understood what he meant.
He opened the barn door, and Loopy rushed ahead of them at her typical Mach 1 speed.The interior of the space was blessedly cool, and she realized he’d probably stopped on his way back to the big house to prepare things for her.
She climbed the stairs first.This time, the dog stayed downstairs without him telling her to do so.
“Go to the circle.”
Would she ever completely get accustomed to that request and her visceral response?
“Sayyes, Sir,” he told her.
“Cade…”
He waited, taking a seat on his throne.
“Yes, Sir.”Repeating his words turned on something inside her, simultaneously making her breathlessly acquiescent and deliriously needy.She suspected he knew that.
Once she was standing where he’d said, she untucked her tank top and slowly drew it up, exposing her skin a little at a time.She’d skipped a bra, so it only took seconds for her breasts to be exposed.The cool air beaded her nipples and she exaggerated her movements as she pulled the material over her head.
For a moment she dangled it by one strap from her index finger then dropped it to the floor.
He pressed his palms together.She had no idea what any other Dom looked like, but Cade sure as hell appeared confident, competent, in control.His back was rigid against the chair leather.He had an ankle perched atop the opposite knee.And that cowboy hat… It shielded his features, cast him in intriguing shadows.Every time she was with him was as intense as the first.
Instead of toeing off her boots, she bent so she moved around, allowing her breasts to sway a little.
“You’re a quick study.”Approval made his voice husky.
She dropped each boot and sock outside her circle.
He put his index fingers under his chin but didn’t say anything.Momentarily, she lost her composure.After taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, she removed her shorts and panties.
