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Standing her up, he soaped and rinsed her all over before drying them both and carrying her to the bed. Laying her in the center, he crawled in with her and pulled a blanket over both of them.
“Sleep now, baby, and when we wake we’ll have something to eat and more fun.” He fitted her back to his front and possessively cupped a breast.
Once he was sure she was asleep, he grabbed a pair of sweatpants and went to check his messages. He wanted to see if the reports had been uploaded from the interviews and if there was any more information about the General.
He had a hard time concentrating on the reports. His mind kept drifting to Dottie and how perfect she was. He never let things distract him while he was working, but Dottie was going to be a big distraction.
Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he turned back to the reports. Nothing he didn’t expect to find. The interview with Dottie revealed nothing new. The General’s staff was very uncooperative and the General himself claimed diplomatic immunity and refused to say anything more. How was he ever going to crack this case? Something was going to have to give. He didn’t want any more women disappearing. He was sure the General or someone on his staff had something to do with it.
Pacing the room, he looked at the clock and saw Dottie had been sleeping for three hours while he had read all the reports and filed his own. Time for more fun. But first he should feed her again. They had had a light lunch and the donut from this morning couldn’t have filled her up and she needed her strength for what he had planned. There was still a lot of weekend left and he didn’t need to report back in until Monday morning.
He quickly looked into the bedroom to make sure she was still okay. She had kicked off the blanket and was lying sprawled on the bed in all her glory. And what glory it was. Taking the sheet and covering her, he told his cock to wait and went to the kitchen to grill some steaks.
His kitchen was something he was proud of. He loved cooking and had everything a chef could want. Grabbing the steaks, he started heating the grill built into the stove. Grabbing a couple potatoes, he prepared them for roasting then went to his wine cellar in the basement for a bottle to go with the meal.
The main floor of the house was unassuming, but the basement was a playground. He had a state-of-the-art gym with every piece of equipment that was available. A wine cellar with over one thousand bottles of wine, several of which were very rare. And a dungeon. Even though he was part owner of The Mix, a very trendy BDSM club in town, he occasionally liked to bring a submissive home and play here. There had been very few women in his playroom, but he planned on having one and only one there from now on. Little Miss Dottie Chapman was going to be introduced to this room very soon.
He grinned with the thought and ran up the stairs, eager to get to his woman.
When he walked into his kitchen, there she sat. Beautiful. Wearing one of his shirts and nothing else, she was what wet dreams were made of. He walked up to her and took her mouth in a kiss meant to let her know she was his and his alone. When he let her up for air, he gazed into her eyes and asked, “Hey beautiful, how are you? Did you sleep well? Are you hungry?” Then he slipped one hand down the open neck of her shirt, palming a nipple.
She shivered and smiled. “Best I’ve ever slept except for last night. What’s on the menu? And don’t answer me.” She laughed.
“Oh…you’re on the menu all right, my lovely. You’re the main course. We’ll have steaks first though.” He growled at her and licked his lips.
Dottie felt a shiver run down her back and looked down at her hands, wondering what he had in mind. She knew little about the club that he owned other than it was a kink club. She had never been in that type of club and had no idea what went on in there. She wondered if she would find out.
While she had been thinking about his club, Derek must have asked her a question.
“Dottie, did you hear me?” he said to her.
“I’m sorry. I must not have been paying attention. What did you want?” she asked, smiling up at him.
“I asked how you wanted your steak and if you were good with roasted potatoes and a salad.”
“Oh…It all sounds good. Medium-rare on the steak.”
“Great, have a glass of wine, I just opened it and it’s breathing in the chiller. Do you want to eat outside?”
“Outside sounds nice, let me go and put some clothes on,” she answered him.
“You don’t need anything more than what you’re wearing. We’ll be out back and no one can see us out there except the horses, and they don’t care.”
“I really don’t feel comfortable just wearing one of your shirts,” she argued.
“You’ll be fine. If you get cold, I’ll find a way to warm you. The food’s ready, let’s carry it out.”
He reached down, and taking her hand, lifted her out of the chair. Handing her a plate of food, he grabbed her wineglass and one for himself, also carrying a plate and the bottle of wine. He led her out to the back and they sat at a very comfortable table. The chairs were nicely cushioned and huge. Thinking about Derek, everything about him was huge and it only made sense that his house would be made to fit him.
After they ate, he stood her up and started walking toward a glider on the porch, taking the wine and glasses with him.
“Shouldn’t we take the plates in?” Dottie asked, a little nervous. What would he expect now?
“I’ll get them later, come sit, baby,” he answered, pulling her over to the glider. He sat and pulled her down beside him.
He started the glider rocking and told her quietly, “If we don’t make a lot of noise we may see a deer or two. Usually this time every evening they wander through here.”
They sat in comfortable silence for several minutes. Dottie wasn’t sure how long it was. It didn’t take long before she relaxed into Derek, resting her head on his shoulder and enjoying the rocking motion of the glider.
