things in life brought a smile to her face. She’d
have to send him over some cupcakes tomorrow and hope she didn’t
cry on them when she realized this might be her last time seeing her
favorite doorman.
He held the door open for her and
she swooped into the meticulous lobby of Woodman International, one
of Alex’s many real estate holdings in the city. In the silence
of the large space her heels clicked along the gray marble floors
much like a drum march to the guillotine. Any other day she would
have been swept away by the grand space with vaulted ceilings and
gorgeous crown moldings. But today no amount of space and elegance
made up for the suffocating sensation of her world falling apart.
The first time she’d met
Alex she’d walked through a similar lobby with the same sick
feeling in the pit of her stomach. Except then she’d been on
her way to a secret Valentine’s rendezvous in a BDSM club with
a man she didn’t know. The man she now loved and to who even
after the break-up, she’d forever be connected.
The elevator doors slid open on
the top floor and Harper reluctantly left the safety of the car
behind as she approached Alex’s front door. Before she could
press the doorbell, the door swung open and he was there, pulling her
into his arms and enveloping her in his heat and comfort. Weak and
needy, she breathed deep, inhaling the familiar masculine scent of
her Master. The man who’d gotten so deep inside her she
wondered if she’d recover after tonight. Despite the turmoil in
her head, her body reacted by instinct. She melted against him and
soaked in the man who made her feel everything no matter how small or
big.
“ God, kitten. I’ve
missed you.”
His breath shivered across the
shell of her ear. New tears welled at the edges of her eyes again.
“I’ve missed you too.” It certainly wasn’t a
lie. These weeks without him had been some of the hardest of her
life. She had her business to keep her busy, but that’s not all
she wanted to define her life. The desire for family had come on
strong and out of the blue after her confession.
“ How come you haven’t
answered my calls today?”
When she hesitated he pulled back
and held her at arms length, his eyes narrowed and from the look on
his face she’d swear he knew exactly what was going on in her
head.
“ What’s wrong?”
He tugged her inside and closed the door behind them. “Did
something happen while I was gone?”
She shook her head. She needed a
second more to gather her wits. “Things have been hectic.”
“ You work too hard,”
he stated, “and you’ve needed someone to take care of
you. But I’m home now and I plan to not only take care of you
but also pamper you with pleasure. We’re way overdue for a nice
long session.”
“ I—I don’t—”
“ I know, Harper.” He
brushed his thumb along her cheek. “I’m not going to
pounce on you just yet. First I’m going to hand feed you the
way we both enjoy, second we’ll soak together in a warm
relaxing bath and then I’m going to spend the rest of the night
giving my kitten the fucking she deserves.”
Harper swallowed. Under normal
circumstances she would drop to her knees and offer herself for his
pleasure. She loved the look of hard lust clearly shining in his
eyes. She knew from experience his brand of care and comfort would
leave her satisfied and sore for days and she’d love every damn
second of it and likely beg for more when he finished. He knew how to
play to her needs and his perfectly.
When he was present.
“ We—uh—need to
talk,” she started.
“ We definitely do,”
he agreed. “First we eat.” He led her to the formal
dining room where the huge table that could seat at least twenty
loomed in front of her. With the lone place setting at the head of
the table, she easily imagined the scene Alex had planned. Her on his
lap while he offered her bites from each course. Or maybe he’d
strip her first and have her kneel on the floor.
have to send him over some cupcakes tomorrow and hope she didn’t
cry on them when she realized this might be her last time seeing her
favorite doorman.
He held the door open for her and
she swooped into the meticulous lobby of Woodman International, one
of Alex’s many real estate holdings in the city. In the silence
of the large space her heels clicked along the gray marble floors
much like a drum march to the guillotine. Any other day she would
have been swept away by the grand space with vaulted ceilings and
gorgeous crown moldings. But today no amount of space and elegance
made up for the suffocating sensation of her world falling apart.
The first time she’d met
Alex she’d walked through a similar lobby with the same sick
feeling in the pit of her stomach. Except then she’d been on
her way to a secret Valentine’s rendezvous in a BDSM club with
a man she didn’t know. The man she now loved and to who even
after the break-up, she’d forever be connected.
The elevator doors slid open on
the top floor and Harper reluctantly left the safety of the car
behind as she approached Alex’s front door. Before she could
press the doorbell, the door swung open and he was there, pulling her
into his arms and enveloping her in his heat and comfort. Weak and
needy, she breathed deep, inhaling the familiar masculine scent of
her Master. The man who’d gotten so deep inside her she
wondered if she’d recover after tonight. Despite the turmoil in
her head, her body reacted by instinct. She melted against him and
soaked in the man who made her feel everything no matter how small or
big.
“ God, kitten. I’ve
missed you.”
His breath shivered across the
shell of her ear. New tears welled at the edges of her eyes again.
“I’ve missed you too.” It certainly wasn’t a
lie. These weeks without him had been some of the hardest of her
life. She had her business to keep her busy, but that’s not all
she wanted to define her life. The desire for family had come on
strong and out of the blue after her confession.
“ How come you haven’t
answered my calls today?”
When she hesitated he pulled back
and held her at arms length, his eyes narrowed and from the look on
his face she’d swear he knew exactly what was going on in her
head.
“ What’s wrong?”
He tugged her inside and closed the door behind them. “Did
something happen while I was gone?”
She shook her head. She needed a
second more to gather her wits. “Things have been hectic.”
“ You work too hard,”
he stated, “and you’ve needed someone to take care of
you. But I’m home now and I plan to not only take care of you
but also pamper you with pleasure. We’re way overdue for a nice
long session.”
“ I—I don’t—”
“ I know, Harper.” He
brushed his thumb along her cheek. “I’m not going to
pounce on you just yet. First I’m going to hand feed you the
way we both enjoy, second we’ll soak together in a warm
relaxing bath and then I’m going to spend the rest of the night
giving my kitten the fucking she deserves.”
Harper swallowed. Under normal
circumstances she would drop to her knees and offer herself for his
pleasure. She loved the look of hard lust clearly shining in his
eyes. She knew from experience his brand of care and comfort would
leave her satisfied and sore for days and she’d love every damn
second of it and likely beg for more when he finished. He knew how to
play to her needs and his perfectly.
When he was present.
“ We—uh—need to
talk,” she started.
“ We definitely do,”
he agreed. “First we eat.” He led her to the formal
dining room where the huge table that could seat at least twenty
loomed in front of her. With the lone place setting at the head of
the table, she easily imagined the scene Alex had planned. Her on his
lap while he offered her bites from each course. Or maybe he’d
strip her first and have her kneel on the floor.
Similar Books
