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slave. It’s all above board and consensual. Derrick has
a psychologist and some medical staff in case of emergencies. He’s strict on
security as well.”
    “Okay, wow, I get it. The
resort is above board, and we’re both safe.” She took his hand. “I trust you,
Elijah. Do I need to be worried about what you’ve got planned for us?”
    “No. We’re not joining in
the fun. I’ve got a place near the ocean. It’s secluded and away from the
resort. I own it, and I wanted you to see part of my life.”
    “A
weekend away for us both to be together without any trouble?”
    “Yeah.”
    She settled her head against
his chest. “I love you.”
    “Baby, words can’t describe
how much I love you.”
    The rest of the plane ride
to the resort went by without a hitch. Amber fell asleep with her head on his
lap. He stroked through her red curls, staring out of the window across from
him. This weekend was about more than getting them to spend time together. He
hoped to rekindle their life with him as the Dominant and her as his
submissive. Elijah missed their time together and the intensity of their
relationship within that world.
    He’d always been a Dom, and
he knew in his own mind that he’d never change that part of him. Amber with all
of her spunky attitude and fiery personality was a submissive at heart. There
were moments when he saw her need to be controlled flash in her eyes.
    They needed this weekend
together to get back to the way they were. Over the last few weeks they’d gained
ground with their feelings for each other, and now he felt was the time to
advance on that. His palms were sweaty and his cock aching with need, but he
was determined to have everything with Amber. Elijah knew it was possible. She
was the woman for him, and there was nothing stopping them from being together.

Chapter Eleven
     
    “What do you think?” Elijah
asked.
    Amber stared at the cabin or
holiday home or whatever the hell you wanted to call it. She loved it instantly.
Turning around she stared out at the ocean. The sun was setting, and the orange
and fiery red tones blazing in the sky made her gasp. This was such a perfect
place to be. The cabin looked like a luxurious bungalow surrounded by sand and
trees. The resort itself was idyllic, and to anyone knew or was experimenting
the place wouldn’t feel threatening.
    “This is perfect, Elijah.
Your friend really knew what he was doing.”
    His arms wrapped around her
waist. “Our luggage has been unpacked. Do you want to go and look inside?”
    “Not yet. I want to watch
the sun go down.”
    Living in the city she never
got chance to watch the sunset.
    “It’s so beautiful,” she
said. She held onto his hands, resting against him.
    “I always thought of you
when I watched the sunset.” He kissed the side of her head.
    “Me?”
    “Yeah. Look at the colors, Amber. They’re fiery, passionate,
and so full of life. You’re the same. Your hair is the same color as the fire,
and I’ve seen the passion you have. But if you look at the sky, there’s so much
going on that no one really sees what truly is happening,” he said. His voice
was intoxicating. He reeled her in with his words.
    “What’s really happening?”
she asked, staring at the sky but so focused on the man behind her.
    “The sky is just as submissive
as you. On the outside it’s all the passion and the attitude, but if you look
long enough and hard enough, you see the sun is simply going down. It’s
submissive to its Master.”
    “You’re talking about more
than the sun, Elijah,” she said.
    He turned her in his arms.
“I am talking about more than the sun. Staring at the sunset always reminded me
of you. Wherever I went within the world, I’d always remember you. You were the
one person I never wanted to forget or to escape from.”
    She stared into his eyes,
captivated by his intense stare.
    “You’re my submissive, Amber.
You’re my woman, and you’re my sunset.”
    “What do you mean?”