“If you want me to take it off, say yellow or red.I will remove it instantly.No questions.”
“Because it pleases you.”
“Oh, Kelsey…” He kissed her forehead.
In that moment, she wondered if she were capable of refusing him anything.
She looked up at him as he attached the clip.
Her hands fisted at her sides, she waited for the flash of panic that she expected.But there was none.Instead, desire streaked through her.
“Come with me.”
Surprisingly, he didn’t tug on her.He walked a fraction of a step ahead of her, as they might in public.
He stopped in front of the mirror above the entrance table.“See what I see.”
Kelsey stared at a woman she barely recognized.
The leather was wrapped tautly around his hand, and he held it near her shoulder.And the sight of it with the collar… It felt erotic, but it looked ten times more so—thick, unyielding, possessive.The harshness of the collar, though, was softened by her hair, the addition of femininity.“I like it,” she confessed.Her eyes were wide as she met his, whiskey-shot hazel mixing with molten green fire.His pupils flared with desire, hers tightened in response.
The way he looked at her made the world tilt.He communicated passion and possession, and both collided, claiming her.
“You understand, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she whispered.None of this, wearing his color or leash, meant that he controlled her.It meant he wanted to protect and keep her near.
She traced the silver metal buckle and knew she was safe with this man.She felt it in every nerve ending.
“This is only the beginning, Kelsey.Only the beginning.”
Chapter Nine
She saw what he did, the power of her surrender, the trust, the hunger.Nathan wasn’t sure he’d ever been with a woman he desired more.“Do you want me to remove it?”He tilted his head.
“No,” she said softly.
His balls drew up.“So fucking hot and sexy, woman.”
“For you.”She said it like a vow.
Her words slayed him.
It took all his powers of self-control not to yank up her skirt and plow his throbbing dick into her.He had a plan for the evening, and he was going to stick with it no matter the cost.It was a good thing he’d masturbated before leaving for work this morning.“I want you to see what else is in the bag.”
Slowly she nodded.
He held his hand with his palm up, indicating she should walk in front of him.
Looking somewhat nervous, she bit her lower lip.
He kept enough slack in the leash that she didn’t strain against it, and he stayed close to her.
“If anyone had told me a week ago that I’d be leashed… Heck, fifteen minutes ago,” she corrected.
“Don’t think about what anyone else might think.Your opinion—and mine—are the only ones that matter.And I don’t think it unusual in the least, and even if it was, it’s so God damn sexy that I’d be convinced.”
When they were back at the table, she pulled out a detestable small butt plug that made her scowl.
