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I’ll have her on her knees submitting to me before the night is out.
Chapter Fifteen
Mimi
My heels clickagainst the hard stone floor of the sex dungeon.
I led him down the corridor past the VIP lounge where he’d been sitting with the guys. Then he took charge and led me here.
He led me here down to the basement where the Doms and subs hang out every night like they live here.
This is a private room in the dungeon.His room.
But we can still hear the sounds of pleasure coming from outside in the main part of the dungeon where there are people dressed in leather and dresses fitting to the Victorian gothic era.
I know for damn certain that Gina would have a heart attack if she ever knew my interest in that whole lifestyle. Dad would probably join her too but he’d have a fit first.
Salvatore releases my hand and closes the door which is a metal railed bar. So anyone passing can actually see what we’ll be getting up to in here.
He looks me over and walks around me checking me out.
“Is this where you think my keys are?” I tease playfully, reaching out to touch him.
“Yeah, It’s a good place to start looking, I’m thinking of stuff to jog your memory Babygirl.” His fingers brush over the flat of my stomach and it sends a jolt of wild pleasure through me. “Or mine. We should do stuff. So much to do in here though.”
His eyes dart to the padded table to our left and the assortment of chains and whips, handcuffs and other sex toys you’d use for pleasure.
“There’s a lot.”
I smile when he crouches down and takes the hem of my slip, lifting it up so he can look over my panties and run his hand over my ass.
He plants a kiss on my thighs and moves over to my hips.
“Jesus Christ baby, you could give a man a heart attack in this get up. Fucking hell. I can’t decide if I want you in this or out of it.” His voice is a low rumble of sexiness.
I smile down at him and feel at ease. I actually feel at ease.
Like I can do this and I’ll be okay.
Like I can trust him.
What am I saying? This is Salvatore… I trust him.
How could I begin to question a man who looks at me like that? Like I mean everything.
“What about half and half?” I suggest, shuffling the edge of my slip.
“I don’t know baby. The thing is I plan to live out every single fantasy I have of you. In those you’re naked. Not a damn thing rivals your naked body.” He rises to his feet and towers over me, even in my heels. He tugs on the slip and bunches it up. “This little getup comes close, may have to kill a few fuckers who look at my girl in any kind of way I don’t like.”
Like how he nearly went for Christian. Sometimes I can’t believe how possessive he can be. It’s nice though.
I smooth my hands up the width of his chest. “Calm, calm… I don’t want you in prison. How are we supposed to do anything in there?”
“I’d find a way, Babygirl, like I always do. Like I’m doing now.”
“Now?”
“I’m deciding what I want to do with you first.”
