“He likes to joke.”She stopped at the door, turning hisway.“Everyone’s sarcastic around here.”Her heart fell as she realized he wasglancing back at Hunter, a wary look on his face.Had Nate heard her threatenHunter with Aunt Eve?Probably not the sexiest thing she could have done.“It’sokay if you changed your mind.”
He turned back to her.“I haven’t changed my mind.Not aboutyou, but I’m starting to wonder about the club.I feel like there’s somethinggoing on I don’t understand.I don’t like how they’re treating you.”
“They’re joking,” she said quietly.“But if it bothers you,we don’t have to go any further.I will understand, Sir.This night is supposedto be easy.No names if you don’t want them.No expectations.No drama.Onenight of pleasure.You don’t have to worry about anything except pleasing me,and I’ll do the same for you.But if you’re worried I’ll drag you into somekind of…”
She wasn’t even sure what she would call it, but he stoppedher.
“I’m not worried about getting dragged into something.I’mrather worried I won’t be.But you’re right.It’s one night, and I want tospend it with you.I don’t think you understand how much.”He got into herspace again, his body brushing hers.“I’m getting in my head, and I’m prettysure overthinking could fuck me over tonight.”
“Don’t think tonight, Sir.Just feel.”It was what shewanted to do.It was the only thing she wanted to do.Tomorrow she would gointo the office and he would be one floor beneath her and so far away it wouldhurt.She would watch him from the shadows after tonight, so she wanted to makeit count.
“I’m going to kiss you,” he said, his voice low.
The truth was the words formed a sort of question.They werea warning so she could use one of those safe words if she wanted to.She simplylifted her chin and went on her toes, thanking the universe Kenzie Taggartloved high heels and they wore the same size shoe.
How long had it been since she’d been kissed?Over a year?Her heart rate ticked up as he lowered his head to hers, and then heat sparkedthrough her.He was overwhelming.There was no soft, sweet brushing of lips.Heplaced his hands on either side of her face and gently held her while hedevoured her mouth.
Longing welled inside her, warring with the outrageoussexual desire she felt for this man.Her body felt electric for the first timein…for the first time.She let her hands find his waist, touching the warm skincovering his muscular body.He was so big.It would be easy to drown in him.And she would do it willingly.
When he opened the door, she followed him.It didn’t matterif she was likely making a terrible mistake.She was going to take this timewith him, and then she would be done.
* * * *
Nate wasn’t sure what the dungeon monitor had been on about,but the mystery of how all the Doms seemed to treat this particular submissivewould have to wait.
He closed the door behind them and watched as she ran a handover the big bed in the corner of the room.The instinct to simply throw her onit and have her was almost overwhelming.
It felt fucking good to feel anything at all.Like someonehad switched him back on the minute she’d walked into the room.
He wasn’t going to question it.If it was a mistake, then hewould make it happily and take it to the outer edges of way too far.
He set his kit on the table by the door.The room had a St.Andrew’s Cross and multiple hooks and apparatuses to accommodate bondage andrigging.There was a dresser he was sure was stocked with helpful items shoulda Dom find himself ill prepared.
Nate was a freaking Boy Scout.
“Where would you like me, Sir?”
Her every word went straight to his cock.It would be soeasy to do what she said she wanted—keep this simple.Play and sex and nothingelse.
He didn’t want simple.“Tell me one thing about yourself.”
Her eyes widened behind the elaborate mask on her face.“Ithought this was a moment out of time.”
She was wary.He could work with that.“Sure.So in thismoment out of time, tell me something about yourself.”
She bit her plump bottom lip and looked a wee bit nervous.“What kind of thing about myself?Like where I went to high school or college?What my favorite color is?”
He rather thought she was trying to point out how silly hewas being when they were here for play.She would be an unconscionable brat.Perhaps that was what had gone wrong with the Doms here.They couldn’t handleher.She didn’t have to leave her home club.She’d found the right Dom.
It occurred to Nate how oddly he was behaving.He wasn’tthis guy.He didn’t walk into a room, point to his chosen woman of the night,and carry her away.He was thoughtful.He planned.He didn’t throw himself intoanything.
But this felt right.
She looked gorgeous, like the sweetest, sexiest treat he’dever been offered.She was petite but had solid curves.“Come here.”
She moved across the room, joining him.
“Turn around and place your hands flat on the bench, arse inthe air.”
