“I find kink a good outlet.”Harper raised her eyebrows.
“Maybe.”Her thoughts were all jumbled.What happened with Carter tonight felt like her freedom being infringed upon and here she was wanting Ares to tie her up?
“I wouldn’t want to be beaten by strangers or in a violent way.But when it’s with my men who love me and can take me to the place where pain becomes pleasure, it resets me.I know I'm safe with them and can let my guard down.”
Josie sipped her hot chocolate.“That’s exactly how I felt with our last scene.Safe, like I was being guarded.”
“Exactly.And nothing happens without your consent.”
“I know.Thanks for the hot chocolate.”
“Any time.”
“Thanks for keeping my girl company,” Ares strode into the room, stopping behind her chair.
My girl.
The way he said it, in that sultry deep baritone, made her cheeks hot and soaking wet between her legs.
“Ready?”
“Yes,” Josie accepted his outstretched hand and got off the stool.“Night Harper.”
“Have a good one,” Harper winked.
Josie laughed as Ares guided her to the stairs.She sighed, her legs feeling so sore and tired.
“Can you do it tonight?”
“I can.I kind of wish there was an elevator inside this gigantic house.”
“I did make inquiries.We can’t install an elevator.Not enough ceiling clearance or something,”
“It’s okay.I don’t expect you to retrofit your house for me.”
“There isn’t anything I won't do for you, Josie.”Those words wrapped around her heart and pulled and she concentrated on taking the last few steps.
“Good.Now I can do this properly,” Ares caged her against the wall, tipped her chin down and crushed his mouth against hers.
A whimper escaped her at the feel of his tongue pressed against hers.He kissed her with a fierceness that stole all her thoughts, only made her focus on how good it felt to have his body pressed against hers, to have his hands roam, trailing over her hips.She needed to touch him and her hands slid up his muscled forearms, down his back, until she wrapped her arms around his waist.He pressed her to him, kissing her fervently, stealing her breath.
He kissed her, his lips moving from her mouth to the corners of her eyes.
“Time to show you my closet,” Ares rested his forehead on hers.His lips were so perfect, the way his green eyes were heated with lust made her swallow hard over a lump of nervousness in her throat.But it was the good kind of nervousness, anticipation making her even wetter.
Ares laced his fingers through hers and she loved how his holding his hand felt.He led her to his bedroom, past the bed, to the closet.Lights turned on automatically as they walked.
“I don’t know what to say.”Josie spun in a circle, trying to take in the perfectly organized space.Everything was organized by colour.A whole rack devoted to suits.The man had more shoes than she’d ever worn in her life.“Can I move in here?”
Ares laughed, wrapping his arms around her waist.“If you want.”
He pressed a button on a panel and a whole cubic storage system rolled out.“My toy collection.What would you like to use?”
“Oh.”
Several shelves had bundles of coil roped in various textures and colours.Vibrators in their packages.Paddles and floggers hung on the wall.She passed on those, but tentatively reached for a wheel with spikes.
“Maybe not this.All these choices are overwhelming.”
