Page 72 of Demanded Submission


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“You have my blood pumping,” she cooed. “I’m curious. How do you know Charlie?”

“He was the first person I met in Paris. I’ve had dinner with him and his wife at their quaint cottage. The woman is an amazing cook.”

“I would think you’d prefer dinners in expensive restaurants.”

“There’s a lot you need to learn about me.”

“I can’t wait to uncover all your secrets.” When I lifted her blouse, she threw her head back, her moan more ragged than before.

Growling, I yanked her bra away, leaning over and suckling on her rosy nipple, swirling my tongue as I pulled the tender tissue between my teeth. When I bit down, she shuddered in my hold. I could enjoy spending hours learning every nuance of her luscious body.

When I heard a text on my phone, I sighed and pulled away. I’d yet to tell her what Manuel had told me about her cousin, although I guessed that it was something that had already come to her mind.

“Always working,” she said quietly.

“Unfortunately, yes.” I glanced at the text from Jagger. “Your cousin is safely locked behind closed doors. It would appear nothing happened.” I’d also contacted a police officer I knew for certain had no connection with Santiago. His instructions were to call me if anything happened.

A look of relief crossed her face. “Thank you for checking on her.”

“I told you I’d take care of things.” I backed away further, yanking on my tie. “I took the liberty of having a few items purchased and placed in the closet.”

“More surprises.”

It was good to smile, the moment of contentment more pleasurable than I could explain to anyone. I headed toward the closet, throwing open the door. I slowly yanked off my tie as I stood in front of the full-length mirror secured on the back of the door. When I noticed her moving behind me, every muscle tensed. She’d removed the remainder of her clothes, peering at me over her shoulder with a mischievous look on her face.

“I’m curious. Do you ever go anywhere without wearing a jacket and tie?” She rolled her fingers along my shoulder, slowly brushing them down the length of my back then tugging on my shirt.

I finished removing it, sliding the silky material in between my fingers. “The reason I wear a tie is because you never know when you might require shackling a beautiful submissive at a moment’s notice.”

“Is that so? Sir?” Her purr was far too enticing.

“Absolutely. Allow me to demonstrate.” I moved away from the mirror then guided her back against the reflective surface. As I lifted first one arm over her head then the other, the shimmer in her eyes turned to a wildfire that kept my balls tight. I wrapped the thick silk around her wrists, enjoying the heat she exuded as well as the way goosebumps appeared across her arms.

When I jerked the material tight, she struggled and laughed. “Now what, sexy sir?”

I glanced at the hook meant for at least two robes, breathing in her scintillating perfume as I maneuvered the tie until I was able to secure her to the door. Then I took a step back, admiring my work. “That’s perfect. Maybe I’ll just keep you that way for the duration of the trip.”

Alexandra looked up, twisting her hands as her body writhed. The sight was glorious, pushing me toward a wave of desire that couldn’t be contained. My hunger required being sated.

“This isn’t fair.”

“I’m your master. Did I ever tell you that the relationship is completely fair?”

“No, but…”

I pressed my index finger against her luscious lips, shaking my head. “Shush. You aren’t in control and never will be.” As I allowed my gaze to fall to her painted toes, filthy things crossed my mind. I’d been remiss in not packing a few of my implements to use on her. That could be rectified easily but for now, I’d enjoy taking a few minutes indulging in my needs.

She continued fighting with her bindings as I raked my fingertips down her chest, pinching one nipple between my thumb and forefinger. When I flicked my finger against the other, her tremors intensified.

“I think piercing your nipples will be next on the agenda. Would you like that?”

The way she dragged her tongue across her lips was far too inviting. “Yes.” I barely heard the slight whisper and her eyes were glassy.

“That’s not an answer, my little pet.” I lowered my head, sucking on one nipple as I twisted the other. “I will have your nipples and clit pierced, a beautiful chain between the three.”

She laughed nervously, wiggling in the bindings. “God, yes. I would love that.”

“Good girl. Then I’ll make that happen.” The thought was riveting, enticing the darkness furrowed deep inside. I could imagine the feel of flicking my tongue back and forth across a gold stud or diamond.

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