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A submissive who blushes?
And one in need of my guidance?
My heart skips at the prospect of training her to my specifications.
She runs her little pink tongue over those full lips, stirring awake the monster that slumbers deep in my libido.
It’s been months since I found a sub I deemed worthy for play. And every one I have met has either been a professional or one whose desires only mildly connected with mine.
If I knew I would find someone in a place like Marina Village, I might not have moved here so badly prepared.
I hand her my phone and watch her slender fingers dance over my screen. She’s trembling, excited, but it’s nothing compared to the roaring of my blood. The devil inside me pictures that delicate little body trembling at my feet. I can’t wait to have her, even if it’s just once.
She returns my handset, and our fingers connect with a zip of electricity that travels straight to my groin.
My brow furrows. That’s never happened before.
Capturing those large gray eyes with my gaze, I call her number.
At the ringtone, her eyes widen, and she glances back at the shitty bag she carries over her shoulder.
“Did you think I’d give you a fake number?” she asks.
It was a possibility. Part of me isn’t convinced someone so sweet is a brat who needs taming.
“How else will you know who it is when I call?”
Phoenix dips her head, looking like she’s hiding a smile. She’s hiding something, alright, but she can keep her secrets for now. Because on Saturday, I’ll bend her over my knee and teach her never to hide her beauty. Then as I’m fucking her raw, she’ll spill her entire life story.
She turns on her heel on squeaky loafers I want to replace with red-soled heels. I watch her attempt to sashay in that shapeless outfit, realizing this is the first time I’ve approached a woman who looks so prim that calling her vanilla would be an upgrade.
Phoenix pauses by the door, shoots me a coquettish glance over her shoulder, and waves. “Bye, then.”
I stare her down as she steps out into the high street, and I wait for her to disappear out of sight. When I’m sure she has gone, I turn to the asshole at the counter.
“Give me one of every toy you have in stock.”
He stares back at me with his mouth agape. “So, you’re not a dom, then?”
I glower at the counterfeit switch until his posture curls in on itself. He doesn’t need to know that I never reuse a single set of toys with different submissives.
My lip curls. “Do you want my money or do you want to continue gaping at me like I’ve confiscated your prick?”
Less than ten minutes later, I drive the convertible through the town center and along the seafront. The sun hangs low in the horizon, coloring the sky the same shade of red as the store where I met Phoenix.
Before I can contemplate the ways I will defile her, the burner phone rings. Only Quinn knows this number, and she’s the tech wizard I’m going to need to complete my dangerous and ridiculous mission.
I answer. “Did you find anything?”
She hesitates, and I can already picture her indignant scowl.
“Hello to you, too,” she snaps.
“Well?”
Quinn inhales a noisy breath. She’s my aunt, even though she’s eight years younger than me. Neither Mother nor I knew she existed until after we escaped Crius.
Mother tried to reconnect with her family and discovered that they’d died in a car accident, leaving behind a ten-year-old orphan.
