Chapter 4
CAGE
The lookin her eyes is going to be my undoing. It's the look that tells me I have the freedom to take her any way I want. It's the look that promises her total surrender. It's the look that she only shares with me. It's the look she gives when she's ready to submit to me. There is no greater gift from my strong, independent woman than this.
The doors open and I usher her to our suite, unlocking the door, and stepping in behind her.
"Fee," I breathe.
Her eyes lower and I get impossibly harder.
"You want this?" I ask, urging her to meet my gaze. "You want to submit to me tonight, Fee?"
She nods.
"I need your words, Serafina. In this, I always need your words."
"Yes. I want you to command me. To dominate me. To bring me pleasure and take pleasure from me. I want to be your everything," she tells me and I nearly fall to my knees, her words humbling me.
"You already are my everything," I tell her. "You'll always be my everything, with or without this."
"I want this. I want this with you tonight," she offers, stepping out of her heels, then kneeling before me.
"Fuck," I mutter. "I can't promise to be controlled. Not with you looking as you do right now. Beautiful and submissive and all mine."
"Anything," she murmurs, her head bowed, her hands on her thighs as she waits.
I'm so hard I could come in seconds. But I won't.
"Undo my pants, Fee."
Eagerly, she reaches up and unbuckles my belt while I remove my jacket, vest, and tie. She unzips and then stops.
"Good. Now stand for me," I urge, holding a hand out to help her, then lead her to the bedroom. I remove my cuff links, setting them on the table, then remove my shoes. I unbutton my shirt and her breath catches. It's just a soft hint of a sound, but it speaks volumes. I remove the shirt and rest it on a chair in the corner.
"Come to me," I beckon her. She does. I make a circle motion with my finger for her to turn around. Then I slowly, purposefully, begin to unzip her dress, teasing her skin with my fingertips as I slide the zipper lower. Her breathing picks up. All from my touch. Nothing in this world could please me more.
Walking to face Sera, I grip her shoulders gently, then tug the fabric of her dress down her arms, baring her to me. I rest the dress on top of my shirt, and there's my Fee.
"You're so unbelievably beautiful," I tell her, because she is. "You steal my breath." She stands before me in a black lace strapless bra and thong. Her long, long legs seem to go on for miles.
I was going to drag this out, tease her and myself, staying half clothed, but I can't. Not now. Maybe later. I remove my pants and boxer briefs then turn to her.
She inhales deeply and I know, I just know my Fee wants to look.
"Look at me, Fee."
Her eyes move up my body, hovering around my cock a little longer than the rest of me, and I smirk. I want her to want me. I love knowing I'm enough for her. That we're perfect together.
"Remove your underclothes," I order.
She reaches behind unlatching her bra, letting it fall down her arms, and it's my turn to suck in a breath. Her breasts, firm and full, dusky nipples already hard, beckoning for me to touch them. To suck them. Her thong goes next, leaving her naked in her beauty.
"Come." I motion for her to stand in front of me and sit on the edge of the bed. I can barely speak. This woman. She's everything.
I glide my hands up her abdomen and over her breasts. She bites her lip. Unacceptable.
"I want to hear you, Fee. Hold nothing back. Ask. Demand. Beg."
