The Drake Unwound Complete Collection Book 9

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Author: S. E. Lund
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thinking what Lara would say if she saw what a bad Dom I had become, letting Kate get away with so much. "I can control you sexually fairly well, so far. But you made me break all my rules, Ms. Bennet, despite all my efforts to keep the parts of my life safely separate. You totally fazed me. I never thought I'd say it, but I enjoy you too much, especially when you resist me, question me. I'd do anything to keep you." I turned to her and smiled. "Love does that to you."
    She smiled softly and squeezed my hand.
     
    We arrived at my apartment building on 10 th Avenue and West 23rd Street, a few blocks from the Hudson. I parked in my spot in the parking garage and we walked to the building. I saw it again as if for the first time, imagining it through her eyes. She was accustomed to wealth, so it wouldn’t impress, but there was something really grand about the old building. My apartment was worth a couple million on the current market and it had all the bells and whistles in addition to being in a historic building.
    The concierge greeted me, holding the door open for us. We took the elevator to the top floor and before we entered, I stopped.
    "Here," I said and slipped an arm under one of hers, picking her up. I wanted to re-establish control over her, and I knew one way was to make her feel helpless by picking her up. It worked and she tensed, resisting me.
     "What are you doing?"
    "You should be carried the first time you enter my apartment."
    "Drake!" She tucked her head into the crook of my neck while I carried her inside. We stood in the entryway that had doors leading off to other rooms. I turned to examine her.
    "So," I said, my eyes narrowed. "What's your first impression?"
    She wriggled in my arms. "Are you going to put me down?"
    I nuzzled her neck, needing her to let me lead, but she was still so independent.
    "I don't know…" I murmured in her ear. "I kind of enjoy holding you like this. It brings out the Dom in me."
    "But I want to see it!"
    "You can see it anytime you want, Ms. Bennet,” I said, unable to resist the double entendre. “All you have to do is ask."
    She glanced at me and when she saw that I was smiling, she did as well. I let her slide out of my arms and threw my keys onto a plate on a circular table in the center of the room. Kate walked into the living room, which looked out onto the red brick building across the street.
    "It looks just like you," she said, turning in a circle. "Sleek, high end, rich, dark, cultured."
    I glanced around. The place was crowded with musical instruments, a baby grand, my guitars and amps. On the walls were my father’s posters from the 60s and 70s of all his favorite bands.
    "Are these your father's?"
    I nodded and watched as she walked around and examined my possessions.
    "He collected old photographs of the musicians and the bands he saw."
    She stopped in the center of the room and glanced around before her gaze came to rest on me. Then, she came to me and slipped her arms around my waist, leaning her head against my chest. She caught me by surprise once more. I was unused to being shown affection by my subs. I didn’t have that kind of relationship with them and was used to being the one to initiate everything. Still, I enjoyed her show of affection and embraced her back. She snuggled against my body, her arms slipping under my coat.
    "I like this Drake Morgan," she said, looking me in the eye. "I'm seeing him a bit more clearly now."
    "Oh?" I said, my eyebrows raised. "And what have you seen?"
    "You seem so self-contained."
    I sighed and squeezed her more tightly. "My mother had me after my brother died, so I was an only child."
    She pulled back. "I never knew you had a brother who died."
    I nodded and ran my fingers through her hair. "We've never talked much about personal things."
    " Tell me."
    I exhaled, for I didn’t talk much about Liam – to anyone. He was this mythic creature who died before I was born. I was just the replacement. Not the original.
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