Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 86510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 433(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 433(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
At the moment, as I look into his fiery blue eyes, for the life of me I can’t remember why I did.
I say nothing.
“You defied me.”
“I…I’m not your full-time submissive, Ronan,” I say, willing myself to stop stammering.
He won’t raise his voice.
He can’t. In an exhibition room at the club, security is high, and there are rules.
A growl from him vibrates into me.
Then, “Come with me.”
I turn, feeling even more defiant. “No,” I say softly. “I want to stay here.”
“Perhaps you didn’t hear me the first time.” His blue eyes nearly glow in the dim lighting. “I said come with me.”
I stare into his eyes—that blue of the cerulean sky that fires and blazes.
And I put my hand in his, allow him to lead me out of the exhibition room.
“There are no suites available right now,” he says, his voice low, deep, almost menacing.
“I didn’t ask if there were.”
“You want to be with me.”
His words are a statement. A statement that he sees as fact.
He’s right.
I do want to be with him.
It scares me how much I want it.
All those feelings long ago that I had for Lucas—the feelings I’ve suppressed for so long—have come bubbling back to the surface. And they’re hundreds of times stronger.
That’s not who this man is.
This man is a Dominant. He is the Yin to my Yang—rather, the Yang I was…until I met him.
“You do know, don’t you, that I’m going to have to punish you?”
“Punish me for what?” I cross my arms. “I’ve said it before. I’m not yours. I’m not a full-time sub. You can’t just order me around outside a scene.”
“I can,” he says through clenched teeth. “And I will.”
A sliver of fear surges into me, but before I even recognize it for what it is, it has morphed into an arousal so profound I’m not sure I can stand it. I can almost feel my pussy swelling in anticipation, secreting my juices. My clit throbbing so much so that with every step I take, it brushes against my panties, threatening to send me further into a tailspin.
“What do you suggest?” I ask.
“My hotel suite.”
All thoughts flee me. All complaints, arguments flee as well.
I barely look at Brenda and Dalton, still sitting at a table, as Ronan leads me out of the club.
After he gets his phone back from Claude, he taps on it. “My driver will meet us outside.”
Sure enough, a shiny black limousine is waiting. I stop myself from gasping.
The chauffeur opens the door, and Ronan gestures for me to climb in.
He says nothing more as we drive the few blocks to his hotel.
“I have a suite on the top floor,” he says. “You’ll be spending the night.”
“Ronan, I have to go to work in the morning. I’ve been gone a whole week. Remember?”
“You’ll be spending the night,” he says again.
“I can’t. I absolutely cannot.”
“What time does your shop open?”
“It opens at ten, but I have to be there at eight. I’m gunning for a manager job, Ronan. Remember?”
“You’ll be well-rested. You’ll be able to make it to work on time. Have you forgotten that I work as well? I have a Zoom meeting at seven a.m. with associates in the UK. This won’t be a problem.”
I open my mouth to argue, but nothing comes out. Indeed, I’ve nothing to say. Because I want to go to his suite. I want to let him do whatever he wants to me. If he feels I deserve punishment, I will take it. I’ll take it because…
Damn.
How did I let this happen?
How did I fall in love with the most domineering Dom I’ve ever met? The one man who cannot give me what I desire?
When I expressed my feelings to Lucas, he unceremoniously dumped me. While I was in the middle of the heartbreak over that, my father passed away, killed by a drunk driver. As much as I hated losing my father, having to leave school turned out to be a blessing in disguise. It got me away from Lucas. I was forced to find a way to fend for myself, and I got the job at Treasure’s Chest. I learned about Black Rose Underground, and I became a member. I became a submissive and was open to scenes with anyone as long as the chemistry was right.
I was happy, damn it. When Brenda graduated two years later, I’m the one who introduced her to the scene. Showed her what was possible as a submissive. She and I frequented the club together, and then she met Dalton a year ago.
She found a Dominant who fell in love with her. Their timing was impeccable.
But my timing?
My timing has always been shit.
The limousine stops, and the chauffeur opens the door. Ronan gets out and takes my hand to help me exit.
A Dominant and a gentleman.