“I know we are outside of the club, and you didn’t agree beforehand, as stipulated in your limits, so I understand if…”
“Wait.” She held up her hand stop-sign fashion in front of her. “I’m agreeing now.” She pointed in front of her with her index finger. “My place.” She looked suddenly embarrassed, but then added, “Would you like to come back to my penthouse?”
He laughed at her rushed and impatient words. “I don’t want you to feel pressured.”
She huffed out a breath and turned to stare at him. “While I appreciate the strict adherence to my limits, I’ve been dying to have you inside me since I first laid eyes on you. I’m not going to let this opportunity go by just because we didn’t discuss it before we left The Dungeon.
“We recently went over all of my limits, so I’m confident you still remember them, and I’m very open to intercourse, as long as you’re inside me sometime in the next hour.” She sighed and settled back against the seat, as if the matter was now closed.
Dex couldn’t help but laugh. “So you’ve wanted me since you first laid eyes on me? I think I like the sound of that.” He loved teasing her and watching her animated expressions.
Her brows bunched as she mock glared at him, and the edges of her sensual lips curved.
“I’m sure there are throngs of subs following you everywhere you go, anytime you step inside a dungeon. One more sub drooling over you shouldn’t make much of a dent.” Her tone was teasing, but the husky quality to her voice removed any reticence he had about her feeling pressured.
“So you’re drooling over me?” He laughed as he started the car and headed toward Kate’s penthouse.
Chapter 15
Kate led Master Dex back to her bedroom, her skin sizzling with the power of his gaze. She knew he was watching her, and anticipation drove her forward. He was finally going to fuck her senseless.
She frowned. That sounded somehow crude to describe what she hoped would happen between them. She had used the term in the past with no problem. It just didn’t seem to fit this situation.
Dex made an appreciative sound in the back of his throat. “I do enjoy how those heels make your legs and ass look, Kate. You’re already a very beautiful woman, but those are damned sexy.”
She stopped and turned to face him, meeting his gaze boldly. “I wore them with you in mind. The bustier, too. I wanted to be attractive for you, and I look forward to giving you pleasure tonight, if you’ll let me.”
His beautiful lips curved, and he closed the distance between them in a rush.
She wasn’t sure what to expect, but was surprised when he pulled off her shirt, sliding it off over her arms and tossing it on the recliner, where it nearly landed on Rusty.
“Take off your jeans and panties, then slip those shoes back on.”
His deep, gravelly voice rumbled inside her, making her stomach tighten with need. She slipped off the shoes and then removed the pants and thong as quickly as she could, throwing them aside, not caring where they landed.
She stepped back into the stilettos and then moved close to Dex, tempting fate by taking the lead from such a strong Dominant.
Before she knew he was going to move, his large hands were cupping her ass, lifting her so he could pillage her mouth while he held her tight against the hard ridge behind his fly.
She reveled in the knowledge that she had snapped a tiny bit of his control. And she looked forward to stripping all of it away if she could.
She nipped his bottom lip and smiled when a growl rumbled from the back of his throat and he used his grip on her ass to grind her against his erection.
He pulled back just enough to meet her gaze, and she immediately missed his frenzied attentions to her mouth. “You’re playing with fire, Kate. Make sure you’re ready for the consequences.”
His words thrilled her, and anticipation twined through her, making her breathing quicken.
He gently set her on her feet and then took a step back, surprising her.
He hadn’t changed his mind, had he? She raised her gaze, and his deep brown eyes were intense as he studied her. “You’re stunning.”
Warmth spilled through her at the unexpected compliment.
He made a circular motion with his index finger telling her he wanted her to turn around.
She frowned, unsure what he was up to, but complied, and then stood and waited, staring out her window where Rusty lay snoozing on the sill.
When Dex stepped closer, gooseflesh marched over her as she tried to anticipate where he would touch her, or if he would at all.
When one finger brushed against the skin at her nape, she smiled. He was making sure the two spots that had taken the brunt during the flogging were healed enough for whatever he had in mind.