“Does it matter?”
“Yes, it matters. Tell me who sent you this minute.” Her foot tapped impatiently while she waited for him to answer, but he grasped her arm and pulled her toward the sliding glass door leading inside. Fear rushed through her for a moment and she tried to dig her heels in to stop his forward progress, but it didn’t work.
He stopped and spun around. “Do you want answers?”
“Yes.”
“Then stop fighting me.” He pulled her along until they were inside and he looked around.
“Brad’s office is the first door on the left.”
“Good.”
They were on the move again. Once he reached the doorway, he pushed her inside and followed close behind, shutting the door and locking it.
She moved away from his disturbing presence.
Distance is good.
Her hands moved over the flesh on her arms to calm the goose bumps. “Now. Tell me what this is all about.”
He raked his fingers through his hair before his gaze met hers. “No, Mandy didn’t send me.”
“I got that much from her. I said something at lunch the other day and she had no idea what I was talking about.”
“You told her?”
“Of course I told her. I wanted to thank her for sending you, but she had no idea what I meant.”
“Fuck!” His fingers cut a path through his hair and hers itched to comb it back into place.
“What the hell is going on? You show up at my office, pretending to know me and that Mandy had set up the little scene at my house. Take me home. Fuck my brains out and then walk away.” She stopped directly in front of him and pressed her finger into his chest. “Don’t play me, Drew. You won’t like the outcome.”
Lightning fast, he grabbed her wrist and pinned it behind her. Fear raced down her spine until she looked into his eyes and raw desire staring back as his lips hovered over hers.
“Don’t threaten me. There are forces at play here that are way over your head.” His mouth came crashing down on hers and she whimpered under the onslaught. She’d done nothing but crave his touch since he’d left her bed several days before. His tongue slipped along the crease of her lips and she could do nothing but open for him. Their tongues entwined and she moaned into his mouth while one hand slipped into the hair at the nape of his neck.
A knock one the door brought her out of the passion-filled fog and she pushed against his chest until he pulled his mouth from hers.
“Lissa? Are you in there?”
“Let go. It’s Mandy.”
“We’ll continue this another time when I can punish you properly.” He released her and she almost stumbled back against the desk.
The knock came again. “Lissa?”
She felt her eyes widen at his words. Punish? “I’ll be out in a second, Mandy. Drew and I are talking.” Her gaze never left his.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Mandy asked from the other side of the door.
“Yes. I’m fine.”
“All right then. I’ll see you in a bit.”
Melissa heard the footsteps fade as Mandy moved down the hall.
“Who sent you?”
“I can’t say.”
She exhaled with a rush of air and tipped her head back on her shoulders, looking at the ceiling before she met his gaze. “Damn it! Do you expect me to let you walk into my life and turn it upside down without any explanations as to how this all happened? I want answers, Drew and I want them now.”
“Listen. What happened between us at your place wasn’t planned. It just happened. I wanted you and you wanted me. There isn’t anything more to it than that.”
“Bullshit! I sure as hell wasn’t looking for a fuck-buddy that night although you fit the bill pretty well. That is definitely not the way I had planned to spend my evening.”
“I can’t tell you anything more than to say, I did what I had to do. Someone I love is in trouble and what I did, I did for her.”
Melissa felt her heart clench at his words. He loves someone. She shook her head to clear her thoughts. “Her?”
“Yes, her.”
“Do you really expect me to leave it at that? Things aren’t adding up here.”
“You don’t have a choice here, Liss. Neither of us do.”
“How do you fit into all this? Why did you show up at my office to take me home? What about the flowers?”
“Flowers?”
“You sent a huge bouquet to my office the next day. Something about ‘I enjoyed last night more than you’ll ever know.’”
“I didn’t send you flowers.”
“Then who did?”
“Damn it! This is getting nuts. Now they’re dragging my fucking personal life into this.”
“What is going on? Obviously there is more to this and I can’t help if I don’t know.” She touched his arm and he flinched slightly.
“I’ll tell you what I can.” He took her hand and tugged her down onto the leather couch with him. “I found out Mandy had set up your little bath party because I was in the office with Brad when he was talking to her on speaker phone. I heard her plans so I used it to get to you.”
“Why?”
“I needed something from you.”
“Sex?”
“Sex with you wasn’t in the plans.” He chuckled and shook his head. “Not that I’m complaining.” Running his fingers across her arm, he smiled when goose bumps rose in the wake of his hand. “We were pretty hot together and you slipped into the roll of sub pretty easily.”
“Sub?” Her heart tripped over itself.
“Submissive.”
Standing quickly, she moved to the other side of the room as a snort left her mouth. “I’m not submissive, Drew.”
He shifted on the couch and threw his arm over the back. “No?”
“Not even close. I’m always in control.”
Within a heartbeat, he stood in front of her and pulled her tight against him. His full lips hovered over hers and she felt her pussy clench.
His eyes darkened while his pupils dilated. “Shall we test that theory?”
She swallowed hard. “I don’t know what you mean.”
The tip of his tongue ran across her lips and she fought the moan rising in her throat.
“I think you want someone to take control, Liss. That someone is me, babe.”
“I don’t.”
“Yes, you do. You’re hot just thinking about my hand on your ass, spanking you until your cheeks are red and stinging.”
“Sp-spanking?”
One palm found her breast before his fingers pinched her nipple through her tank top.
“Bent over my lap, your bare ass high in the air as my hand comes down firmly on your rounded butt cheeks.” She sucked in a ragged breath. “You’re so hot.” His hand slipped down between them and cupped her mound. “You’re burning my hand through your clothes.”
With a soft moan, she opened her thighs and tipped her head back. He nipped at the soft skin of her neck then licked where her heart beat rapidly. The warm tongue ran up her neck to her ear. “Oh yes, you are submissive, Liss, to the right Dom. I can’t wait to get you under me again.”
His words were like a cold shower, tamping down her sexual excitement in a matter of seconds. She pushed against his chest until he stepped back.
“Keep your hands off me,” she hissed and stepped around him to quickly whip open the door.
He chuckled softly behind her and leaned against the desk when she peeked back over her shoulder. “Not a chance, baby.” The confidence he exhibited with his arms crossed over his broad chest and the smirk on his lips, sent her anger souring almost out of control.
How dare he!
“I’m going to love taming you, teaching you and curtailing your controlling personality with a firm hand.”
Her mouth opened and closed for several moments as the grin on his lips widened.
Damn it!
She whirled around and
stomped out with his amused laugh following her down the hall.
The rest of the afternoon, she fought the excitement running through with each passing glance Drew sent in her direction. It was almost like he knew the heat his gaze caused and how her pussy pulsed with need until she shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot.
“What’s got you so wound up, Liss?” Mandy asked, drawing her attention from the disturbing gaze from across the lawn.
“Nothing. Why?”
“You act like you’re strung tighter than a spring. You never told me what you and Drew discussed in Brad’s office.” Mandy sipped from the glass in her hand, but her eyes never left Melissa’s face.
“It’s not important.”
“The look on your face every time you glance across the lawn, says something different. You never told me how having sex with him was.”
“And I’m not going to, Amanda.”
Mandy took her hand and pulled her into a secluded corner of the patio. “He’s a Dom, isn’t he?”
“Wh-what?” Melissa’s eyes widened and she sucked in a ragged breath.
“A Dom. Don’t look so surprised.”
“You know what that is?”
Mandy laughed and patted her hand. “Of course.”
“How?”
Her cousin looked across the expanse of the back yard at her husband and then dropped her gaze for a moment.
“Oh my God. Are you and Brad?”
Mandy’s face flushed with color before her eyes met Melissa’s again. “We’re into the lifestyle, if that’s what you mean.”
She tugged her cousin deeper into the shadows. “You’re into BDSM?”
“It’s a choice. A choice Brad and I made together. I knew from the beginning he was a Dom, and I willingly became his sub.”
“Wow.”
Mandy laughed. “It’s not that unheard of, Lissa.” Melissa saw Mandy’s gaze slide across the yard again.
“Isn’t it strange though? I mean being tied up, handcuffed or whatever? Letting him beat you?” She shivered at the thought of Drew and how he’d commanded her and held off letting her climax when they’d had sex.
“It’s not like that. He doesn’t beat me at all. Yes, he’s spanked me, tied me to the bed and tortured me deliciously, but I choose to give him that control. The relationship between a sub and her Dom is chosen and gone into willingly.” Mandy touched her arm. “Don’t knock it until you try it. If it’s not for you, then so be it, but I get the feeling you let Drew dominate you a bit before.”
“N-no.”
Mandy shook her head. “Your lips say one thing, but the looks you two are exchanging tell me something totally different. You’re a powerhouse at work, always in control, always commanding others with your presence and your personality.” Mandy tipped her head in the direction of where Drew stood watching her. “He’s your Dom, Lissa. I can see it from across the room.”
She shivered at her cousin’s words. Am I really? Am I naturally a sexual submissive?
“How do you know if you are submissive or not? I mean, how did you and Brad do this?”
“I realized he was a natural Dom after our second date.”
“And?”
“We met some of his friends and I got curious when some of the other women seemed meek around their men, some times. Not always, but at times I heard them call their mates sir and I was curious so I asked him. He explained.” She shrugged her shoulders and sipped from her glass. “After we dated for a few months, it became natural for me to allow him to take control. A Dom always gives his sub what she needs, but not necessarily what she wants.”
“I don’t understand.”
Mandy gave her a knowing smile. “You will.”
* * * *
Melissa stared at the water dripping from her roof into the bucket on the floor. Plop. Plop.
Shit! This is going to drive me nuts.
Grabbing the phone, she dialed Brad and Mandy’s number.
“Hey, Lissa.”
“Hi, Brad.”
“What’s up?”
“I need your expertise, cousin.”
“Sure.”
“I have a leak in my living room.”
“I’m not surprised. That roof is at least twenty years old. I told you it should have been replaced last year.”
“Yeah well, I didn’t and now it’s leaking. Can you come over and put a new roof on for me? I’ll even pay you.”
Brad laughed on the other end of the phone line. “I can’t this week, but I can spare a couple of guys to fix it. I’ll send them over there tomorrow. Do you think you can live with it tonight?”
“Do I have a choice?”
“No, not really. It’s kind of hard to do a roof job in the dark.”
“Funny man.”
“I’ll send them over first thing in the morning even if it is Saturday.”
“All right. I’ll watch for them. And Brad?”
“Yeah?”
“Thanks.”
“You bet. I have to take care of my favorite cousin-in-law, right?”
“Only because if you didn’t, Mandy would have your hide and you probably wouldn’t get any sex for a month.”
“My little wife knows exactly how to submit.”
Her thoughts swirling, she said, “I really didn’t need to hear that, Brad.”
“Why not? She told me about your conversation at the barbeque.”
“She didn’t, did she?”
“Mandy told me of your curiosity. If you’d like, next time we go to Leathers, we’ll take you along. Just for curiosity’s sake, that is.”
“Yeah.” Melissa pinched the bridge of her nose between her fingers. “Anyway, thanks for sending the workers over and I’ll give you a check next time I see you.”
“No worries. Talk to you later.”
“Bye.” She hung up the phone and sighed.
Damn it!
Ever since the barbeque, she hadn’t been able to get Drew out of her thoughts. Every time she took a bath, she remembered how he’d rubbed her shoulders, dried her off with one of her towels and made her come on command before he drove his cock deep inside her. She shivered and rubbed her arms as she watched the water drip into the bucket on the floor. Moving toward the refrigerator, she grabbed the bottle of wine, a glass and headed to her room to try to forget about the disturbing man who invaded her mind and dreams more than she wanted these days.
Unfortunately, visions of him fucking her senseless invaded her thoughts there, too. She couldn’t believe she’d let him stay the night. That never happened. Usually if she brought anyone home, which she rarely did, they never stayed overnight. It usually ended in a “thanks for the good time, but there’s the door.” Drew had pulled her butt against his pelvis, her shoulders back so she lay cradled within his embrace while his lips whispered along her skin until she fell into one of the best night’s sleep she’d ever had.
She shook her head in a vain attempt to rid the disturbing man from her thoughts.
Rip roaring drunk. Maybe that will help. If it wasn’t fucking raining, I’d sit in the hot tub.
“Damn rain!”
Instead, she poured some bath salts into the sunken tub in her bathroom and flipped on the hot water. Half a glass of wine down and three quarters of a bottle to go, she slipped off her clothes and sank beneath the warm bubbles with a weary sigh. She set her glass and the bottle on the side of the tub before she tipped her head back on the rim and closed her eyes.
“Liss.”
A soft moan rose from her lips and she whispered, “Drew.”
The heat in his brown eyes made her bite her lip and when his lips lifted in a sexy grin, she fought the moan bubbling in her chest. His arms were crossed over his bare chest as he stood propped against the doorjamb.
“I want you, baby.”
Her throat felt parched and dry as she tried to slow the lump almost choking off her air.
“Do you want me, too?”
“Oh
God yes.”
“I need to eat you until you come. I want to taste your sweetness on my tongue.” He pushed away from the wall and sauntered toward her with a slow roll of his hips. One hand unsnapped the waistband of his jeans and both hands worked the material down his ass before he pushed them to the floor. His cock bobbed against his stomach and her mouth watered to taste him. When he stopped next to the tub, she sat up and grasped him in her hand. His head tipped back with a hearty moan when she slipped her lips over the head of his cock. Her nipples puckered tight at the sounds he made while she sucked his entire length into her mouth. Lord, he tastes fantastic.
He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up in front of her and then captured her lips in a heart-melting kiss. Bubbles slipped down over her breasts as he devoured her mouth, his tongue diving between her lips and dance with hers. One hand slid over her stomach and dove between her thighs to rasp against her swollen clit. Her groan of satisfaction was swallowed as he deepened the kiss and he drove two fingers into her pussy. Hot lips made tracks across her cheek to her ear as she widened her stance.
“Please.”
“Tell me what you want,” he whispered before he nipped at her earlobe.
“Fuck me, Drew. I want you inside me.”
“Slide back into the water. You’re going to ride me.”
She stepped back and he followed with a wicked grin. Once they were both beneath the warm layers, he lay back against the side of the tub and she straddled his hips, but before she could slide him deep inside her aching pussy, he grabbed her hips.
“Uh-uh.”
The question on her lips was answered when he took a nipple between his lips and sucked. She threw her head back and grasped his head with her hands. The rough pad of his tongue did delicious things to her nipple, making it harden even more as she groaned and rocked her hips.
“I need you now!”
He lifted his head and looked into her eyes. “We’ve had this discussion. I’m in control, babe.” Her eyes widened when his powerful thighs lifted them out of the water and he forced her over the side of the tub on her stomach so her butt stuck in the air. A whimper left her lips when his slick fingers slipped along her back hole. No one had ever done her there, but she wanted him to. One finger slid through the tight ring of muscles and she almost screamed at the sensations.
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