Bowles, Jan - In Debt to the Dom [Guilty Pleasures 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Jan Bowles Page B

Surely, the time had come to take a risk. One day, one week, one month. Did it really matter?
    Finally, she made her decision. Her heart won out, and she headed for the shower. It was large enough for both of them.

    * * * *

    Keaton leaned back against the shower wall, letting the water cascade over his body. He felt tired from lack of sleep, but he still buzzed from the effort it had taken to get the money back. At least he had most of it here. His mind drifted to Maddie. He had to admire her spirit and determination, in spite of her sister, who he considered to be a bit of a loose cannon, even mentally unstable. Maybe Simone was a victim of the drugs, but she had dragged Maddie into her own personal hell, too, with her selfish and manipulative behavior. And he could never forgive her for that.
    He looked up when he heard the shower door slide open. “Room for one more?” Maddie stood naked in the doorway with a sexy smile on her lips, and he knew then that things would be all right between them.
    “Only if we stick together.”
    She yelped with excitement as he took hold of her hand and pulled her into his arms. Her body clung to his as the water plastered the hair to her head and ran seductively down her body. He traced the rivulets with his fingers, feeling her respond to his touch. Their kiss felt tinged with regret as their mouths and minds met.
    He touched her cheek and caressed her lips with his thumb. “I wish things could have been different between us, Maddie.”
    She stared into his eyes. “We can’t change the past. We can only change the future. I don’t regret what happened between us, Keaton, just the circumstances that led us to it.”
    Keaton cursed under his breath. “Damn your sister to hell and back.”
    “It gives me great satisfaction to know that she’s probably in hell right now as she goes cold turkey. Perhaps, she’ll finally learn her lesson.”
    “One can only hope, Maddie.”
    He kissed her lips. All those years of inadequate sex, and, finally, here was a woman he wanted to make love to just to please her. He smiled and massaged shampoo into her hair as she covered her body in shower gel. Maddie was perfect in every respect—a great body and a pleasing temperament. He had to know what she thought of him. When all the suds had washed away, he nuzzled her neck with his lips. “Tell me what you want.”
    “I want you, Keaton. However long it lasts, I want you.”
    She sounded desperate now, and she clung to him. He had never felt so wanted in his entire life. Slowly, she moved down his body until she knelt in front of him. When she looked up into his face, he knew then that she was the only woman he would ever want, or need.
    His cock was hard, and she stroked the shaft, the light touch of her fingers arousing him. When her tongue lashed over the end of his prick, he heard his own sharp intake of breath and grasped hold of her hair as she took his entire length into the warmth of her mouth. He couldn’t help but arch into the exquisite sensation, enjoying the pleasure of her intimate caress, as she drew him hard inside her mouth. Her lips boldly bobbed up and down as if she sucked on a Popsicle.
    Then something glinted in her hand as she raised it to him. The key nestled in her palm. At that precise moment, his heart swelled with love. The key had always been a symbol of his dominance over her. Now, Maddie wanted to be his submissive by choice. Taking the key, he attached it to the chain around his neck and then took on the role of her Dom.
    “Have you left that money unattended, Maddie?”
    She slipped her mouth from his cock. Her eyes immediately went to the chain around his neck. He saw the look of satisfaction as she turned her gaze to his.
    “Yes, Master. I’m sorry, Master.”
    “Do you think you should be punished?”
    “Yes, Master.” At that moment, she looked the perfect submissive.
    “Then turn around and kneel on all fours. You need a lesson you won’t forget in a