But nothing had ever sparked him the way Dee did.
“Then I’ll be careful.”He wanted to ask her about her job,but he’d pushed her enough on the question front.It was easy to see the womanwas wary.As he had no intention of this being some damn moment out of time, heneeded to show her what he could offer.
Pleasure.
She wanted D/s sex, he could give it to her.
He eased the corset over her head and set it aside.Hepushed her hair back and did what came naturally, running his hands along hershoulders before lowering his mouth to kiss the nape of her neck.“You are themost gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen.You walked into the room and there was noone else in it for me.”
A slow breath shuddered through her.“Thank you, Sir.I’mafraid I haven’t been my normal, confident self lately.Thank you for givingthat back to me.If it helps, you should know when I saw you in the lounge, Iknew you were a tree I wanted to climb.”
The words sent a chuckle through him, and he allowed hishands to move around her torso, cupping her breasts.She leaned back in againsthim.
He went to kiss her cheek, but the mask was in the way.“Canwe get rid of these masks, Dee?I don’t think we need them.”
She went stiff in his arms.“It’s not allowed.”
“We’re alone, and the rules are adaptable.”It was thenature of D/s.They made their own rules.
She stepped away from him.“I want to keep mine, Sir.I’mplaying a part tonight, one I don’t ever get to play.”
“It’s not a role.It’s a part of you.”
“It feels very much like a role.I can’t…” she began.
He was pushing when she needed his patience.“Put your handsin front of you.Clasp them together.Like a prayer.”
She hesitated.“Sir…”
“You want to play a role?You’re my sub for the night.Iwon’t touch the mask.I’ll leave mine on, but it’s nothing more than a flimsypiece of armor, love.You keep it on all you like, but I’ll get underneath yourskin.I don’t think you need another club.You simply need the right top.Do asI asked or it’s twenty this time.”
She looked so fucking innocent standing there with herpretty tits on display, still wearing white boy shorts and those fuck-me heels.How did she manage to look like a fucking angel?Her arms came out, and he knewthey’d passed the crisis.Now all he had to do was convince Dee.
He took out his rope and began to bind her.
Chapter Five
Daisy took a deep breath, trying to adjust to being hungfrom a hook in the ceiling.Her feet were barely on the ground, her body strungout like a fiddle the man planned on playing.
He’d taken his time binding her hands together and theneasing her on the hook of his choice.He’d stared at her for long moments,making her feel like a work of art.
She’d been so tempted to take off her mask when he’d askedabout it.To rip it off and ask him to call her Daisy and to be her Domforever.
And then she’d remembered.
It was better this way.
He was making her crazy.He was just standing there lookingat her.
She started to open her mouth and a brow rose above hiseyes, a serious expression that sent her subby self a stark warning.
Her butt still ached.Not in a bad way.In a kind of coolway, but she also wasn’t some hard bottom used to getting her ass smacked forhours.It was the kind of thing a girl worked up to.Training.She needed moretraining.With him.
Nope.She wasn’t going there.She was going to use thisbeautiful man and then get away with her whole heart.
And her whole ass.
“Good choice, love.”The words rumbled out of his mouth.Hewas so sexy standing there in his leathers.The mask made him look slightlysinister, and it did something for her.
