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tended to do things the hard way when it wasn’t necessary.
    On impulse, I slipped from the chair to my knees and stayed there. If I couldn’t make the words say what I wanted, then I could do this. Every cell in my body felt like it was vibrating with lust and impatience.
    There was a pause and then the sound of the chair being pushed aside. “I have rules.”
    Rules were good. I liked rules.
    His hand was warm on my shoulder and surprisingly comforting considering I’d just met the man. I’d never been foolish enough to believe in love at first sight, but even I couldn’t deny the connection between us. While trust needs to be earned in most cases, for tonight I was willing to nudge my caution to the side and go with the flow.
    “I’ve already told you rule one, refer to me as Sir.”
    I nodded. “Yes Sir.”
    “See, you’re doing fine already. Second rule, if I do something you don’t like you need to tell me. You will say red if you want me to stop. Yellow and I’ll slow things down.”
    Colors were nice and simple. “I can do that.”
    The hand on my shoulder gave me a squeeze.
    “Sir! I can do that, Sir.” Dummy.
    “Good girl.”
    His other hand took up position on my free shoulder. For the first time since I’d entered the club I felt grounded. I loved the feeling of his hands on my skin, how it drew another shiver from deep inside and caused my blood to surge. I was flying blind, but it was certainly a rush.
    “Liz, I need to know if there is anything that freaks you out. The dark? Loss of breath? Being yelled at?”
    “Nothing, Sir.” There was that one time I’d freaked out when I’d gone indoor rock climbing, but I doubted he was going to send me scurrying up a wall any time soon.
    “Pain threshold?”
    “One of the boyfriends I asked to spank me? When he did, his hand ended up hurting before my ass did, Sir.” John had dumped me a week later. Despite what Connie said, I knew that was the reason why. He wasn’t able to meet my gaze for days after, as if I’d turned into some sort of three-headed freak. Sure, I might be better off without him, but it had still hurt.
    The bastard.
    Another squeeze, this time a lot harder. “From this point on I want you to stop thinking, Liz. I’m in charge now. Your body belongs to me and I will do with it what I want. Do you understand?”
    I couldn’t resist looking up at him. “This is really going to happen?”
    I’m not sure if it was because we weren’t that far into the scene or if I was suddenly speaking to the man behind the Dom. Either way, Master Gareth gave me a small smile.
    Logically I knew he wasn’t two separate people, but I swear in that moment I could see a lot more than the Dom mask he’d been wearing up to this point. Maybe a mask wasn’t the right description and he was simply good at hiding his emotions from others. Either way, I could tell he was used to keeping a part of himself held back.
    I knew because it was something I did too.
    Maybe someone had hurt him at one point? Wouldn’t that be ironic?
    Master Gareth’s slight smile melted from his lips. The spark was still present in his eyes which served to keep me calm and focused on him.
    “You paid your money. I’m here to do what you want, which is to take over. If you don’t want this we can do something else. I would hate for you to feel some sort of pressure to continue on because of the auction, what Connie said or any other reason. I don’t mind talking about the lifestyle if you want more information. Though I could point you to some good websites for that.”
    “No! Sir, I’m good. Please. I’m ready for this.”
    Master Gareth reached down and cupped my chin. His gentle pull stretched my head back not quite to the point of pain. I gasped and let my eyes slip closed. He didn’t let go, didn’t relent. His fingers dug into the sensitive skin of my throat and gently squeezed. It wasn’t enough to cut off my oxygen, but the sudden possessive and