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wine, keeping her eyes fixed on mine, like she’s trying to search for any clues on how I’m feeling about it all.
My mind freezes.
Oh shit.
Okay. We’re really doing this.
The sensation of falling off a cliff hits me. The thought of jumping into an actual relationship with Isabelle isn’t just normal anymore. It’s this added dynamic. This is my chance to experience this side of me.
“Yes… I trust you. Completely,” I stammer. “And if you’ll have me, I’d like to.” I hesitate, doubt creeping in. Does she want this as a relationship at all? What if I’ve read this all wrong? “Is this purely a bedroom thing, or…?”
“It’s a full-time thing. Our dynamic. At least, that’s what I want. But it’s up to you. It’s more of a lifestyle thing.” She laughs. “Don’t worry, I’m not gonna walk you around on a collar and leash at work! Our work is our work. We stay professional. It won’t interfere with our careers. That’s a guarantee.”
“Then… yes. I’d like to.”
My hand moves atop hers, and I hold on tight. She leans across the table, her lips brushing mine in a soft, gentle kiss.
Yes, Miss
Her breath plays on my cheeks, and then she whispers in my ear. “Good. Because I’m going to fucking destroy you. Every thought she ever left in there, every hang-up you have, every part of that past… I’m going to tear it down, bit by bit.”
Her finger trails across my other cheek, down my jawline to my neck, sending goosebumps down my spine.
“And when you think you don’t even know who you are anymore… I’m going to show you the real you. Your strength. Your beauty. And you’ll never look back.”
My breath catches as her hand closes around my throat, squeezing gently. Her lips are soft as they trail kisses across my jaw. My cock thickens in my pants, my balls tightening. My pulse pounds against her fingertips as I close my eyes, savouring the sensation of her skin against mine, the soft floral scent of her perfume, the heat of her full lips tracing my jaw.
She draws back, looking me square in the eyes. Her pupils are dilated, her gaze dark in the dim lighting. Her hand still grips my throat, holding me there for a few more seconds. A small smile plays on her lips before she finally relaxes her grip.
My breathing quickens.
She taps my cheek, grinning, then giggles like it’s the most innocent thing in the world.
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“Now, be a good boy for me and call a taxi. I’m taking you home and fucking you. Tonight, I’m making you all mine. Taking every inch of you. Making you beg for more.” She sits back, drains the last of her wine, and picks up her bag.
Meanwhile, I’m still sitting there, stunned, needing a minute before I can even stand.
She’s truly going to ruin me.
And I’m looking forward to every second of it.
Yes, Miss
Chapter 28
Isabelle
Outside the restaurant, I wait for James to come out. I love this part of starting off. The build-up, the anticipation, and the teasing. Oh, I love the teasing. Making him fumble his words and get distracted. Making it so difficult for him to think about anything but me that he can’t think straight. But tonight is for us to connect. To learn each other’s bodies, to just be together. No games, no pain, no bondage—just us two, coming together.
James comes through the doors, pulling on his jacket, his stubble starting to show now. His tie has been removed and his shirt opened at the top couple of buttons. He’s gorgeous. He really has no idea how attractive he is. His cheeks are slightly flushed, either from embarrassment from getting a hard-on at the table or from the wine, but it makes him look so vulnerable.
He comes to stand next to me.
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