Page 28 of Cruel Surrender


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She hesitated briefly but inched closer. “Yes. How did you know?”

He leaned forward. “I can read your thoughts. I know your deep longings. I understand.”

“Do you?” She turned her face toward him. Her eyes shimmered. “I just…”

“Would you like a drink?” He didn’t wait for her to answer. Instead, he motioned for the bartender. “Red wine, your favorite indulgence.”

“How did you know?”

When she inched closer, she drank in her cheap cologne. She was trying far too hard to fit in. “I observe. I notice things. I know people. That’s my business.”

She opened her mouth as if to question but remained silent.

Yes, she could be a good slave after all. “And you’re desperate to learn. Aren’t you?”

“You can tell?”

He waited until her wine arrived. Fingering the glass, he pushed the stem toward her and closed the distance. “Yes.” He allowed the single word to drip of innuendoes. She was hooked.

“You’re a Dom?” She reached out with a shaking hand.

Leaning over, he offered a warm smile. “I’m much more. I can teach you many things.” This was almost too easy.

She managed to take a sip of her drink.

“What’s your name?”

“Um…Betsy.”

Of course, she hadn’t given her real name. “Well Betsy, you’re a lovely young woman.” She was at least in her mid-forties.”

“No one has ever told me that I’m lovely,” Betsy said and looked down.

He took his index finger and lifted her chin. “You’re beautiful. Don’t allow anyone to take away the woman inside. You deserve everything you want.” He traced her mouth, drawing the tip across the seam.

Purring, she parted her lips.

As he placed his finger just inside her mouth, he concentrated on the ragged pulse in her neck. The taste of her would be sweet indeed. “Would you like to go somewhere and talk?”

Her breath skipped. She took a gulp of her wine. “I don’t know.”

“I understand.” He turned away.

“I would like to learn. I mean if you don’t mind teaching me things.”

“I can give you a full education on the art of S & M.” Yes, the words chilled her.

Betsy looked over her shoulder and fingered the leather tie on her corset.

Her nipples were hard, pressing against the thin constraint. “I can unlock the girl hidden behind years of pain and sorrow.”

A single tear slipped past her lashes. “You do understand.”

He used his knuckle to wipe away the salty bead, willing her to watch as he brought his finger to his mouth.

She blinked twice then her eyes opened wide. “You’re a fascinating man.”

The apprehension in her voice was mixed with a hint of excitement. He waited before he answered. Rising to his feet, he held out his hand. “I’m exactly the man you need to set you free.”

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