Kelsey sat on a bench while Gwyneth pulled out the first pair of shoes.
“No,” Nathan said.“Something classier.”
Gwyneth opened the next box and removed a pair of boots.Until that moment, Kelsey had not been a shoe addict.But now… She would never have selected suede, but they looked perfect.The heels were outrageously high, yet since they had a platform, they would be wearable, at least for a few hours.There was a sexy, unexpected cuff at the knee.
She slipped into the boots and zipped them up before standing for Nathan.
“That’s it,” he said.
When she faced the mirror, she was stunned.She’d never worn anything like this, and she loved it.
“Own it,” Gwyneth said.“You’re hot as fuck.Ownthe outfit.”
Then, with remarkable good sense, she left them alone.
“What do you think?”Nathan asked, leaning forward to tap a finger against his mouth.
Kelsey met his gaze in the mirror and she knew the shop owner was right.She should own it.That in mind, she pulled back her shoulders and finger-combed her hair.
“Imagine it with my collar on you,” he said.
She sucked in a breath.
He stood and took a few steps before curving his hands onto her shoulders.“See yourself through my eyes.”
Just like the other night at her house, she did.
She was transformed from businesswoman to his slut.Warmth threaded through her.
In that instant, she knew she’d do almost anything to please Nathan Donovan.
On so many levels, the realization concerned her.
She’d survived her upbringing by making promises to herself, and the most important was that she would make her own goals and pursue them passionately.Putting Nathan’s wants above her own betrayed everything she’d struggled for.
“We’ll take it,” he said over his shoulder to Gwyneth.
“Wait,” Kelsey protested.“Do you have any idea how much this will cost?”
“Approximately as much as my mortgage payment?”
“I can’t afford this.”She pulled free of his grip and faced him.
“It’s going on my card.”
“I can’t let you pay for all this,” she protested.
“Yeah.You can.”
She exhaled.He could be as confounding, as bossy, as overbearing as her father.“Stop.Please.”
“Kelsey.We’re not arguing.I want you to feel confident when you’re on that pole Saturday night.I want you dressed appropriately so that I can touch you.I want to flog you hard, and the leather will absorb some of the force.”
“What happened to you being a cheapskate?”she tried.
“Kelsey, Kelsey.”He grinned.“I think I’ve told you, certain things are an investment.This outfit will look just as sexy in five years.It’s quality material and craftsmanship.”He lowered his voice and spoke with a tone that made her weak.“Let me give you this as a gift.”
“I…”
