lamb?” he asked her, interested as to what she’d come
up with as incentive.
“ Anything you
want.”
Ah, damn. Not the best answer right now, but
exactly what he loved to hear from a woman. And Dena wasn’t his
ordinary woman. She didn’t come with a history and preferences.
He’d be free to teach her to be everything he wanted in a
submissive, and that one thought made him the ultimate bastard.
But it wouldn’t stop him.
“ Brave girl. You sure about
that offer?” Damn. She had no idea what she was getting from this
deal, and he was glad he’d been the one to field the offer. At
least, he’d take care of her. So many other men would take her at
face value and run roughshod over her body and soul.
“ I trust you,
Steve.”
He chuckled, the sound rough to his ears.
“Remember those words. You might change your mind once you know me
better.”
He cut into his steak and asked a question
about her hobbies, letting the sex talk die down. He wanted her
relaxed and at ease in his presence, even as his cock pulsed
against the cloth napkin in his lap. Three layers of fabric and it
still felt like he was bare and ready. It wouldn’t happen tonight
or the next.
She needed to learn obedience and he was an
excellent teacher. He watched her face while she spoke about her
friends, college days, and the volunteer work she and one of her
girlfriends did at the children’s hospital every month. So full of
life and excitement, she brought her own energy to the room and the
people in it.
She declined dessert and wasn’t interested in
seeing a movie, so he took her home, sure she expected sex. At her
front door, she turned with a smile.
“ Would you like to come
in?”
Steve looked down into the cleavage showing
from the cleft of her sexy blue dress and knew she’d be a handful
to take on. And he was willing, but only on his terms.
“ No, Dena, I’m not coming
inside, but I will kiss you goodnight. I’ll pick you up tomorrow at
seven and feed you again.”
“ Oh.”
“ We play by my rules, Dena.
No others.”
He took her mouth in a soft kiss, lips on
lips in a gentle slide, and waited for her to respond. When her
mouth opened, he plunged in, taking what he wanted until he felt
her body fall into his.
Her moan lingered in the space between them
when he set her away from his body. “Good night, Dena. Lock the
door behind you. I’ll be listening for the bolt to engage.”
Eyes half glazed, she nodded and went inside.
Once the lock clicked in place, he went back to the truck, already
planning what he’d do with her tomorrow. As much as he detested
vanilla sex, he might have to begin there and move into kink
slowly.
Or not.
Chapter 4
Dena leaned against the door and kicked out
of her shoes. Stilettos were difficult enough to maneuver at the
end of the day, but with the addition of her trembling knees, it
wouldn’t happen.
She’d be lucky to crawl to the sofa
barefooted. Every single inch of her body tingled and throbbed
after his kiss.
What in the hell had she gotten herself
into?
Forcing the image of a puppy frolicking in
the grass into her brain gave her a minute of semi-clarity, but it
slipped away just before she made it to the sofa. The expression on
Steve’s face just before their mouths touched slammed into her head
again and she sagged onto the couch while her breath caught up with
her heartbeat.
Damn. She’d never survive sex if one kiss
laid her this low. He was too much man for her. Out of her mind,
she thought about sending him a text and calling off tomorrow’s
date, but couldn’t convince her fingers to follow through.
She’d asked for an adventure.
Now she had a willing accomplice. Or rather a
madman. Maybe a sex maniac. But she couldn’t imagine him wild. He
was too controlled, too in charge of himself and his
surroundings.
The home phone rang and she fumbled to reach
the handset, wondering who was selling what. All her friends used
her cell number.
“ You’re home