His lips on her mouth made her swallow her words.
“First, never apologize for a limit. I want you to let go with me, Harper. I want to get under that veneer you show the rest of the world, and you can only do that if you feel safe. Second”—Logan leaned forward and flicked the X charm—“I can deduce that he’s important to you, that you two have some kind of relationship outside the office, but I don’t want to hear his name. Tonight, that’s my rule. Clear?”
He didn’t ask for much, but it was hard not to say Xander’s name when he meant so much to her. His grip tightened slightly over her legs as if he was cementing his expectations with his touch. “Yes Sir, that is clear.”
“Good. What about soft restraints? Would you be willing to try?”
A shudder of fear ran through her before Harper could stop it. But she was safe with this man, and she was tired of her past dictating her every moment.
“I’ll try it,” she said.
“And no whips?”
“On the try list,” Harper whispered.
“I’m not picking up my whip tonight, but I do want to. And unless you tell me no, I am going to have you naked and under me before the night is over. What do you say to that, Kitten?”
His attention and his words sent her squirming on the chair. Could she handle this? She didn’t know, but she was here because she wanted to try.
“Sounds great, Sir,” Harper said. The room was filled with the murmur of conversation and soft cries from a submissive tied to a bench in the corner while being flogged. Across from them, a big muscled Black Dom was petting the short hair of a petite woman, as she laid her head in his lap.
So much in this room was life, and she wanted to be a part of it.
“Take your necklace off,” Logan commanded. He stretched his hand out, waiting.
CHAPTER FIVE - LOGAN
“Mynecklace?”
Her dark pink rose lips formed a sensuous pout, and Christ, how he wanted that mouth around his cock.
“Yes, Harper. I’m not going to scene with you while you are wearing another man’s mark. I want that chain off you.” He didn’t like explaining himself, but this was her first time playing and he was trying to be gentle.
Glancing over her shoulder at the play going on behind them, she licked her lips. “Okay,” she said.
Tonight, he was going to show her how serious he was about those months of whispered intentions.
She unclasped the necklace and put it in his palm.
“Good girl,” Logan said. “I know it means a lot to you. I’ll keep it safe and give it back.” Though he wanted to crush it.
The smile he got for praising her lit up the room. “Now, what is your safeword?”
“Nijinsky,” Harper said, with perfect inflection
“Okay. Wow, definitely not going to mistake that for a pleasurable sound.”
Harper giggled.
He extended his hand. She put her slender fingers in his and as she started walking, he tugged her back. “No.”
“Sir?”
“Dance for me, Harper.”
The woman moved like water. When he’d had her on the dance floor at the benefit, he’d thought about seeing her dance ever since. He was tired of being stonewalled by her each time he asked about her past. It was loud and clear she had something to hide.
“Here?” Harper asked.
