Master of Pleasure by Adriana Hunter Page A

blink, and she
finally turned to face him for the first time since he’d taken his
place so close to her.
    She drew in a breath at the glinting heat in
his eyes, jolted by the knowledge of just how close they were
seated. She could see the dark flecks in his blue eyes, the tiny
pores on his smooth skin, and the defined shape of his lips. She
couldn’t seem to tear her eyes from them as he continued
speaking.
    “I’d like to tell myself that you’re as on
fire for me as I am for you,” he teased, lifting a hand to stroke
through her straight blonde hair. “That if I probe you now, beneath
your panties, I will find you soaking wet. And I haven’t even
kissed or properly touched you yet.”
    Zara squeezed her thighs together as if
worried he might actually start with his “probing”. He seemed to be
smiling now, almost like he could read her thoughts. “I will have
to find out later. Right now though, I want to discover just how
good you are at taking orders. I know in the office you’re quite at
ease letting me know I’m the boss. Tonight, however…I want the same
obedience but in a very different way.”
    “Chase…”
    “Ssh,” he said softly, placing a finger on
her lips, and she pursed up. From her head to her toes, she was
tingling, filled with the dreadful desire to please him, and
frightened of the prospect of failing him in any way.
    He went on speaking in that light, soft tone.
“You will call me Sir .” His eyes held hers compellingly, and
she almost forgot to breathe as his words sank into her brain.
    “Zara...I liked it when you first started at
your job, and you were always in a flurry around me. It took weeks
to make you feel at ease in my presence, to even speak my name. And
for tonight, I want you to go back to being that same sweet and shy
Miss. Zara Page, who blushed when I so much as spoke to her. I want
you to obey my every command, no matter what. And never complain,
no matter what. Do you think you can do that?”
    Zara gulped, not even thinking first before
replying. “Yes. Sir.”
    “Good girl,” he all but sighed, before
leaning back. His hand was still in her hair, stroking at her
roots, his touch soothing. But then he withdrew that too, right
before telling her quietly to take off her clothes.
     
    A day earlier…
    Zara thought it was great to see both her
bosses in such a good mood. Working as their executive legal
secretary for the past six months had made her start to look upon
their triumphs as her own.
    “We did it, Chase,” Matt boomed to his
partner as all three of them made their way out of the courthouse
and into the bright noonday sun.
    “Well, losing was never an option,” Chase
replied.
    Zara fought not to roll her eyes. The
arrogant, very self-assured Chase Morgan had of course predicted their victory months ago.
    “Exactly,” Matt said in his deep, almost
growling tone. “And with a team like ours, success is a foregone
conclusion – am I right, Zara?” His relentless smug face had a wide
grin as he wrapped a cheerful arm around her shoulders. “We
certainly couldn’t have pulled it off without you.”
    Zara couldn’t hold back a good-natured huff,
though she felt flushed with pleasure. Matt added, “I’m serious.
Your hard work and dedication in the past few months went a long
way to get us to the finish line.”
    “Matt’s right,” Chase replied, his own voice
smoother, richer, and more stirring. Zara had to force herself to
meet his piercing dark green eyes. “For a legal secretary fresh out
of business school, you did a great job.”
    These mildly-spoken words of praise did more
to her insides than Zara would like to admit –even to herself. For
goodness sake, she wasn’t a dim-witted teen! One would think that
after six months, she’d be over her Chase Morgan crush.
Pathetically, such was not the case.
    Not that anyone could blame her. In fact,
Zara was sure that some, especially women, would even sympathize.
Chase Morgan was, after all,