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She slipped into the boots and zipped them up before standing for Nathan.
“That’s it,” he said.
When she faced the mirror, she was stunned. She’d never worn anything like this, and she loved it.
“Own it,” Gwyneth said. “You’re hot as fuck. Own the outfit.”
Then, with remarkable good sense, she left them alone.
“What do you think?” Nathan asked, leaning forward to tap a finger against his mouth.
Kelsey met his gaze in the mirror and she knew the shop owner was right. She should own it. That in mind, she pulled back her shoulders and finger-combed her hair.
“Imagine it with my collar on you,” he said.
She sucked in a breath.
He stood and took a few steps before curving his hands onto her shoulders. “See yourself through my eyes.”
Just like the other night at her house, she did.
She was transformed from businesswoman to his slut. Warmth threaded through her.
In that instant, she knew she’d do almost anything to please Nathan Donovan.
On so many levels, the realization concerned her.
She’d survived her upbringing by making promises to herself, and the most important was that she would make her own goals and pursue them passionately. Putting Nathan’s wants above her own betrayed everything she’d struggled for.
“We’ll take it,” he said over his shoulder to Gwyneth.
“Wait,” Kelsey protested. “Do you have any idea how much this will cost?”
“Approximately as much as my mortgage payment?”
“I can’t afford this.” She pulled free of his grip and faced him.
“It’s going on my card.”
“I can’t let you pay for all this,” she protested.
“Yeah. You can.”
She exhaled. He could be as confounding, as bossy, as overbearing as her father. “Stop. Please.”
“Kelsey. We’re not arguing. I want you to feel confident when you’re on that pole Saturday night. I want you dressed appropriately so that I can touch you. I want to flog you hard, and the leather will absorb some of the force.”
“What happened to you being a cheapskate?” she tried.
“Kelsey, Kelsey.” He grinned. “I think I’ve told you, certain things are an investment. This outfit will look just as sexy in five years. It’s quality material and craftsmanship.” He lowered his voice and spoke with a tone that made her weak. “Let me give you this as a gift.”
“I…”
“Can’t think of a reason to say no?” he suggested. “Then say thank you.”
When she didn’t immediately answer, he firmly held her, this time by the upper arms, and eased her back around. “Have another look. We can spend less money, but will you walk into the club and feel like you will wearing this?”
He was right. His selections suited her and she loved the way they felt on her skin.
Finally she relented. “Thank you,” she said.
Nathan smiled and gave her a small nod. “I’ll be proud to clip your collar to my leash.”
She shuddered as the vision consumed her mind.
After he released her, she sat on the bench and removed the boots, aware that he never took his smoky gaze from her. She tucked the sex-kitten footwear inside the box before returning to the fitting room.
“All set?” Gwyneth asked when Kelsey came back out.
She nodded.
“And the boots?”
Honestly, even if Nathan hadn’t wanted to buy them for her, she might have indulged in them anyway. Despite the high three-figure price tag and the fact she didn’t have many places to wear them, she’d never worn anything that made her feel more vibrant.
“Let me take those for you.”
“Thank you.” She handed over the skirt and halter top before joining Nathan at a glass case near the counter. “I’m ready,” Kelsey told him, putting her fingers on his arm. Then she dug her grip into him when she saw he was looking at butt plugs.
There were all sorts, made from wood, steel, glass. All were elegant, befitting the store.
“Which would you prefer?” he asked.
“You already bought me one.”
“It’s a starter plug, and it’s certainly not as beautiful as this. Which will it be?”
She wanted to say, “None,” but doubted that response would be acceptable.
“And to be clear, I will want you to wear it to work tomorrow and to Deviation on Saturday night,” he continued.
She looked over at him and scowled. “You didn’t say anything about me having to wear one to the club.”
“Didn’t I?” he asked unconcernedly.
She tried to sound reasonable as she said, “Really, Nathan. The one I already have is fine.” It was much thinner than most of these, and it had to be more comfortable since it was flexible.
