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He advanced, she retreated.
    “I’m not a weekend event, Ross,” she said shortly, effectively stopping him in his tracks.
    He managed not to laugh. He was an idiot. He had effectively seduced this woman with his passion and lifestyle, and she had responded beyond belief, and here he was equating her with his weekend schedule. Asshole. He wasn’t sure if Elise had actually called him one or if he just thought it.
    “Forgive me, Elise,” he said sincerely. “I spoke before I thought, and only because you distracted me and I was jealous.”
    She blinked at his words. “Jealous?”
    “That you have commitments tomorrow.”
    “But we only just met,” she protested. “I have a life, you know, even if it hasn’t included sex.”
    Ross allowed himself chuckle at that. “I hope to keep interrupting your dry spell, honey. I’ll drive you home.”
    “I brought my car, Ross. You should probably wait for that to go down before you try and put it back in those leathers.” Elise gestured to his erection.
    Ross laughed harder. She had stopped calling him Sir, was teasing him, and he liked it.
    “Can I invite myself to your commitments tomorrow?”
    Elise’s face lit up and Ross wasn’t sure about the spark of glee in her eyes.
    “Yes! That would be great. Pick me up at seven, and wear jeans and a T-shirt, be casual,” she answered. “I’ll write my address down for you and my phone number in case you change your mind.”
    “I won’t change my mind, Elise,” Ross said firmly, although Sundays were typically a true day of rest for him, a day where he lounged in bed with the paper and a coffee until he went for brunch or lunch with a friend. Seven in the freaking morning? The thought of waking up with Elise on a Sunday then took him away for a moment, as he watched her slip her dress over her head and effectively hide her gorgeous shape from him. Ross got to her panties before she did and refused her with a look. He walked her to the door and pressed a kiss on her temple, inhaling her scent. He probably imagined the drift of fingertips on his cock.
    “That’s seven in the morning, Ross,” Elise advised, as she slipped out and hurried down the hall.
    Shit. She had read his mind. It was nearly midnight now. He would have to get up well before six to get ready and be at her place on time, and Ross knew the anticipation would keep him awake all night. If he hadn’t been so stupid, he could maybe have followed her home and stayed there and woken up with her. Shit.

Chapter Three
     
    It turned out to be hardly what Ross had expected. He showed up at Elise’s building just before seven, and she had run out to his vehicle, carrying a light jacket with her purse, wearing tight jeans that made her legs look as though they went on forever and a dark T-shirt that clung to her round breasts. Ross wanted to drag her into the back seat and fuck her, but had to settle for a kiss. She pushed him away after a moment.
    “I have neighbors, Ross, and they think I am a good girl.”
    Ross smiled at her, feeling hale and hearty despite his lack of sleep.
    “If only they had seen you last night, honey,” he teased.
    Elise’s face flamed. “No one is going to see me like that, Ross.”
    Ross replied in his Dom voice. “That will be my decision, Elise.”
    He watched her eyes widen and the blush fade, and noted how her nipples beaded under the cotton shirt. Elise was a true submissive, and he had just seen how the idea of being watched aroused her. He hoped she didn’t need to be shared, though, as he didn’t think he could manage that. Elise made him too possessive and selfish. But he could bring her the highest pleasure in the playroom or the soft dungeon with others witnessing her submission. All in good time.
    He drove to the address she gave him, her fresh scent distracting him, while enjoying her light conversation. The place was in a disreputable part of town. Ross scanned their surroundings constantly and decided then and