her arms. Warm breath and smooth skin nuzzled the side of her neck. The unmistakable thickness of a man pressed against her lower back, pinning her lightly against the bar and making her shiver. Her skin tingled and burned with desire, feeling stretched too thin, like without it she’d melt into a quiver ing puddle of hormones and desperation. She didn’t say a word, just listened and soaked up the warmth of his touch.
“They are beautiful, aren’t they? The way she submits so fully, her trust, her body, her very soul handed over to him — the way he obviously cherishes her gift the way a man should. ” His strong hand wrapped around her arm and gently turned her around. Without instruction, her eyes lowered as he turned her, and she waited for permission to look up into his face. What she could see through lowered lashes was expensive leather dress shoes, jet-black slacks and a matching suit jacket. The deep red dress cuffs that peeked out from beneath his suit jacket matched the deep rouge of her lipstick, but it was the ring on his right ring finger that caught her attention. Something in her responded to that ring. The Celtic filigree embossed on the gold band matched the pattern on the cards she’d re ceived from this mystery Dom. But it was more than that. The realization of why she’d kept the letters i n the first place and why she was standing here right now finally dawned. She had met him before when she was with Myles at the grand opening of his club. Before she could remember his name, one thick finger crooked beneath her chin and tilted her face to meet his.
“Evan Daniels…” His name came easily the moment she saw his face. Chiseled features, smooth skin, dark hair the same chocolate brown as hers fell in waves to his shoulders, framing his handsome face. He was massive, muscled and bulged in all the right places — even beneath his well-tailored suit. His name on her lips clearly had the same impact on him that it did on her, and he smiled.
“Yes. Evan Daniels. We met years ago when you were new to the lifestyle and learning under Myles. The moment I met you I knew your submission was all I’d crave ; that has never changed. You lowered your eyes when we met as you’d been trained to do, but your posture defied the submissive gesture. A strong woman shined through, but the desire to please and be pleased in return shone brighter. I knew you’d felt it too in that moment.”
His voice lowered, and he leaned in close enough for his breath to dance across her bare collarbone. “Your body spoke what you would never dare tell. The heaving of your chest in that deep emerald strapless dress stopped, you held your breath. I held mine.” Moving back from her to give her space, she realized she hadn’t been breathing now either.
“There hasn’t been a day that’s gone by when you didn’t haunt my thoughts or a ni ght when you didn’t submit to me in my dreams. When I ran into Myles a few weeks ago, he told me you were single again, and I knew if I let another moment pass without telling, no, showing you how I feel that I’d never forgive myself. Myles gave me the r un down on where I might find you, but please don’t be angry with him. I don’t know what it is, I can’t explain it, but right here, this moment, with you in my arms, I cannot imagine why I let you walk out of the club that night so long ago, or why I have n’t come to you since, but I would be a fool to let you walk out that door again without this…”
His words were a jumbled mess in her head as his hand tucked her hair behind her ear and cupped her jaw before his lips brushed against hers. His lips pressed firmly against hers, teasing her lips apart. The feel and taste of his tongue as he slowly explored the sweet cavern of her mouth, tasting every inch until they were both breathless and panting, had her silently begging for more by the time he pulled
Chapter Seven
“Evan Daniels.” All she could do for a moment