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“Slade,” she whispers, her voice shaking.
“You don’t have to answer now, Skye. Think about it. Think about it long and hard.” I wrap my lips around the shell of her ear, giving her a little something else to think about. “I’ll make the first time good for you.” It’s the same promise I made her earlier today. I meant it then, too. Only, I mean it even more now. When she’s in my bed—when, not if—I’ll make it good for her.
Domination is an exchange of power in a quest for something greater. It’s about taking her to her breaking point and then eking out a little bit more because she knows I can do that for her without taking too much or flying her too close to the sun. She was made to submit, even if she doesn’t know it yet. And I want to be the motherfucker who teaches her just how high she can go.
All she has to do is say yes.
I won’t touch her if it isn’t what she wants. I’m not an asshole. I don’t take what isn’t freely offered. But I already know this curvy little goddess will say yes. She’s searching for something, the thing missing from her life… and I’m the one with the answers she craves. There’s a hunger in her soul, and she’s hellbent on feeding it. That’s what led her to my shop today. It’s what will lead her to my bed.
I just pray to God it’s soon because I realized something tonight. She isn’t the only one with a hunger in her soul. And there’s only one thing that’ll satisfy mine.
Her, in my life permanently.
CHAPTER4
SKYE
The loud,insistent ringing of my alarm cuts through my very spicy dream when things are getting to the good part. I hit snooze and roll over, hoping I can fall asleep and return to the part where Slade runs his tongue along the underside of my boob.
I squeeze my eyes shut and will myself to fall asleep, but my mind is already awake. Darn. It should be easy to drift back off, considering how little sleep I got last night, but my mind is already wide awake. I push back the covers and slowly drag my exhausted rear end out of the messy bed. I guess I’ll have to get up and face the day.
Roger, my ornery, spoiled, slightly overweight cat rolls over and gives me a glare before snuggling back under the covers. “Some of us have to work so our pets can have a life of leisure,” I grumble as his snoring fills the room.
After showering, I pull my long blonde curls into a ponytail and apply a swipe of lip gloss while trying to wipe all the events from the last twenty-four hours from my memory.
My expensive splurge from yesterday lays across the chair, taunting me, but I ignore it and pull on my usual work uniform of black crop pants and a flowy red tunic. I love wearing my girly dresses, but they don’t work too well on days I’m going to be working in the stock room, and today, I have a whole rack full of new items to sort and prepare to display.
My phone buzzes on the nightstand, and I wonder what sister is texting to check on me. Since they both moved out of the house we bought together, I’ve been struggling with loneliness.
I swipe the screen and sit down on the side of the bed when I see Slade’s message.
Slade
Are you okay, Who?
I bitemy bottom lip and debate how to answer him. Last night, he rescued me from The Sterling Rope, then escorted me to my car and insisted on following me home. The entire five-minute ride, I wondered if he’d come in and finish our discussion, but he didn’t. After I pulled into my driveway, he sat in his black monster truck and stared at me as I unlocked my front door, and then he drove away.
Honestly, I went to bed last night wondering if I’d ever hear from him again.
Me
Yes.
I type out my response then erase it and try again.
Me
I’m fine. Thank you for checking. Sorry I bothered you last night.
Slade
Taking care of you isn’t a bother. I’m going to take very good care of you for the rest of our lives.
It’s all too good to be true. Since I can’t think of any response, I ignore his last message and head to the boutique. Maybe a busy day at work will exhaust me enough that I don’t spend another restless night dreaming about him.
* * *
“Good morning, sunshine.”Letty comes breezing in the stockroom door and places a cup of coffee on the desk in front of me. “It’s a bribe.”
