First Kiss (Emma's Arabian Nights, #1) Read Online Free PDF Page B

he did, his already aroused libido went into overdrive. He’d played around with sexually dominant women before and enjoyed submitting, but they were like pampered kittens to Emma’s lioness. He would need to bring his “A” game, and like everything else in his life, he wanted to research it first and hone his skills.
    So he’d studied being a submissive with an out-of-state friend of his, a Domme by the name of Dawn, who had her own permanent submissive but loved to do threesomes. It had been awkward for him at first with another guy, then once he’d realized that this was all about her pleasure, he’d enjoyed the hell out of it. There was only so much one man could do, but two had brought her to states of ecstasy that were a huge turn-on. His time with Mistress Dawn had been an educational experience, to say the least, and he was eager to show Emma what he’d learned.
    After he was buzzed in at the door, he moved quickly across the earth tone stained concrete floor to the receptionist’s desk. Exposed brick walls surrounded them on all sides and a glass block window allowed outside light in without letting anyone see the reception area from the exterior.  A pretty blonde with bubble gum pink streaks in her hair, wearing a sparkly white corset and what looked like a tutu, smiled up at him from her seat behind the wide pale wood desk. He remembered her name was Tanya and she was Mistress Moira’s personal assistant as well as a house submissive.
    “Ryan, it’s so nice to see you again. Mistress Emma has provided something for you to wear. If you’ll give me your clothes and personal items, I’d be more than happy to take care of them for you during your session.”
    Resisting the urge to look for the cameras, he slowly unbuttoned his shirt and took it off, being careful to fold it neatly on the receptionist’s desk. Tanya looked up at him and openly checked him out as he disrobed. He took a step closer so the high desk would block her view of his cock, uneasy about what amounted to a stranger staring at his junk. When he removed his shirt, he heard a tiny gasp from the receptionist and hid a smile. He had a full set of tattoo sleeves that flowed into an intricate back piece depicting scenes from the book One Thousand and One Arabian Nights . Once he got down to his black boxer briefs, he was achingly hard at the thought of Emma watching him, and tried to remove them without showing the receptionist his erection. He stood nude and waited for the receptionist to hand over whatever Emma had wanted him to wear.
    Tanya blinked and licked her lower lip. “Would you mind turning around so I can see the tattoo on your back? I caught a glimpse of it while you were undressing, and it is gorgeous.”
    He smoothly turned, then took a step forward and stood still. He could almost feel the other woman’s eyes moving over him like a physical touch. When he looked over his shoulder, he found her staring at the top of his tattoo-free ass before stepping back, then around. “You’ve looked your fill. Can I have what Mistress Emma left for me?”
    Flushing bright red all the way down to her chest, Tanya pulled out a good sized green velvet bag while Ryan moved back to the front of the desk. Before she handed it to him, she answered the ring of an incoming call from her phone. “Greetings, Mistress. How may I serve you?”
    His heart slammed in his chest as he wondered if that was Emma on the line. He was pretty sure it was because the receptionist sat up straighter. He watched her gaze dart repeatedly up and to her left. When he followed her line of sight, he found a discreetly placed camera.
    “Yes, Ma’am. I’m sorry.” He could actually hear Emma’s infectious laugh coming through the phone and the receptionist’s shoulders eased a bit. “I’ll give it to him right away. Thank you, Mistress.”
    Ryan turned so he could see the receptionist, while making sure he angled himself so Emma could get a good look at his