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even want to know?”
Tyler
sounded bored.
    “The lovely Sandra gave up the goods to
Bernice.”
    “So? I know I don’t allow gossip, but this tidbit played into your hands. I know you’ve had it bad for
your librarian for some time. There is no man I know who borrows ten cookbooks along
with three romance books per week.”
    Leon
felt the heat fill
his cheeks. How the fuck did
Tyler
know what he rented out of the bloody library? Shaking his head, he poured
himself another glass full of orange juice.
    “I thought
Andrew would like to know. He’s been after her for some time. She hasn’t caused
any problems, so punishment has not been necessary.”
    “You’re a
bad man. All right, I’ll inform Andrew, and you enjoy your three weeks. Is that
all?”
    “Yes.”
    “Okay.
Good luck, and I’ll see you in three weeks.” The call
ended.
Leon
turned his cell phone off then finished his drink. He chuckled to himself
wishing he’d be at the club when Andrew was told of Sandra’s offense. That man
had been trying to get Sandra over his knee for some time.
    He made his
way back up to the bedroom. Bernie was fast asleep by the time he made it back.
She lay curled around his pillow. Her hair was splayed over her own pillow, and
the blonde length called to him.
    The
attraction was deeper than anything he ever thought possible.
    Leon
lay down
on the bed, pulling her into his arms. She muttered something, and then her
arms wrapped around his waist. He stroked her hair as he looked at the ceiling.
    This felt
right. His woman in his arms. He thought about
earlier, spanking the full globes of her ass. The sight of his hand print had
turned him on so quickly. The wet heat of her cunt had been hard to resist.
    He wanted
to sink inside her pussy and take her to heaven and back. The last year of
knowing each other had been nothing compared to finally talking and touching
her. Her breasts pressed against his side. For as long as he could, he wasn’t
letting her have any clothing.
    The time
passed while
Leon
listened to the woman in his arms sleep. He’d trained many subs in his thirty-five
years. None of them had ever interested him as much as Bernie. She was younger
than he by ten years, but the age gap meant nothing to him. He wasn’t trying to
regain his glory days through her youth. There was something about her that
called to him. It might be something as simple as his Dominant part calling to
her submissive side or his attraction to her beauty. But it was something more
than that.
    He’d been
with women because of their natural submissive side or their beauty. None of
the other women made him question his future.
    Leon
kissed
the top of her head. All of his thoughts would wait until the morning.
     
     

Chapter Five
     
    Bernice
rolled over and stretched out her muscles. She’d not had such a good sleep in a
long time. Opening her eyes, she frowned. This was not her place. Her ceiling
consisted of a plain white wall. The ceiling had the wooden struts of a logged
cabin.
    Then the
previous night came flooding back to her. Groaning, she rubbed her face.
Leon
was nowhere in sight. She climbed out of the bed and wrapped the sheet around
her body. None of her clothes were at the cabin. She’d given herself to a man
she didn’t know apart from the style of books he liked to read. How could a guy
who liked reading cheesy romances be a bad guy?
    Stop getting all negative, Bernie. You wanted
this. Anything that happens is because you wanted it to.
    Shaking
her head, she slowly walked down the stairs. She wasn’t well co-ordinated
without a cup of coffee. One wrong move and she’d be flat on her face at the
bottom of the stairs.
Leon
still wasn’t in sight as she walked down to the main part of the cabin.
    Biting her
lip, she walked over to the window, and there she saw him. He raised an axe
above his head then brought it down with great force. She yelped as the log
resting on a tree stump split in two. From the looks of the