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“He said he didn’t want to give me to other men,” she remarked. “Why would he now?”
“Because that’s what you want,” he replied. “For once you don’t want the love to get in the way. If I master you, we won’t have to worry about that.” He spoke deliberately, letting his words sink in. “As far as making you a gift to me? That’s hardly the scenario we’re playing here. If you do as I say, it’ll be because you want to, not because Reggie offered you to me as a present. But let’s not lie, Jocelyn. We may hate each other, but I can see the lust and the intrigue. Your imagination and your crotch are running wild.”
She considered his declarations. While hate and loathing were foremost in her thoughts, there was a savage lust trying to gain control. He was right. For all her attempts to stop her mind from spinning to places she’d rather not go, nothing worked. She knew that the thought of being dominated by Will was turning her on. For a moment as she looked at him, she had the weird feeling that she was looking at herself. The animal magnetism in his eyes matched her own in those rare moments some candid snapshot disclosed a darkness within her she tried to subdue. She understood her problem with Will Kozak. “We’re too much alike,” she said.
He smiled at her recognition. “I’d say, fire and fire, wouldn’t you? With Reg, it’s fire and ice. That’s why we can both be friends with him so easily.”
“And why we find it so difficult, the two of us,” she added. She spoke even as some of that fire in her was being relinquished to her ignited lust.
“You want it, don’t you?” he said. Sitting back, Will viewed the breathtaking sight, the full lips, wild hair, stormy eyes and mystified expression. Women like Jocelyn dazzled him, but they were as dangerous as wildfire to his peace of mind. She didn’t have to answer his question, he knew.
The phone rang and Jocelyn stared at it for a second. It rang again, and before Jocelyn could answer it, Will reached out, his hand covering hers on the receiver. “Cancel your plans,” he whispered. His eyes were mesmerizing so she couldn’t stop their power to woo her. As his hand withdrew, the phone rang again and she answered the call.
“I have something important I need to do, Meg,” Jocelyn told her secretary. “No interruptions for the next hour,” then thought to add, “until I call you.”
Hanging up, she sat back in her chair looking oddly innocent, like someone had wiped the slate of all her personal agendas clean, and she was nothing but a fresh uncluttered woman ready to be molded.
“Good,” Will smiled, though his expression was ever so much more sinister than before. “Now take off your blouse.”
***
Alex shivered under Reggie’s spell. As he began to speak she stared at his lips—how many times she’d watched them move, how many times they’d commanded her, how many times they’d aroused her with the desire to feel his tender kisses and his warm breath on her neck and behind her ears. How she wished those lips were whispering in her ear now.
“You know where Will is now?” Reggie asked her
“In his studio,” she replied.
“Right now Will is in Jocelyn’s office watching her as she strips for him.”
Alex’s eyes widened.
“He’s going to bind her, redden her ass, and shove his prick into her back door.”
“He’s what?”
“Shush!”
“He’s not going to be gentle, Alex. But she’s going to love it.” Before she could begin to speak this time, he added, “He’s going to take her on that dark ride she’s never had.”
“You’re serious,” she gasped far too loudly to suit him.
Reggie leaned forward in his chair, eyes pinning her fast. “Don’t talk, don’t move, don’t bat an eye, bitch. You listen, nothing more. That clear?”
She nodded.
***
The cream silk blouse fell away. Jocelyn’s breasts pushed high in a well cut bra jiggled softly against her chest.
“The bra,” Will added.
Leaning forward, she reached around and undid the clasp. Her two mounds fell free with her nipples puckering sweetly from the chill of the air and Will’s fixed stare.
“Come here,” he said.
With the same mesmerized wonder that had begun this episode, the redhead rose from her seat and obeyed.
“The skirt,” he said sharply, when she was at his side.
