Accepting a position at her brother’s law firm seemed like a great way for Susan to get back on her feet after a nasty divorce. That was until she met junior partner, Blake Daniels, a man who personifies everything Susan ran away from when she left the BDSM scene years ago—Dominance.
Blake is a patient man, and it’s a good thing he is because waiting for Susan Dean is driving him to distraction. Susan is a submissive, he’s sure of it, but getting her to admit that fact is harder than he envisaged. When Blake decides it’s time to make his move, Susan has no option but to admit her true nature and submit to his tempting ways.
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The thought of her kneeling before him, like she had been in the meeting, filled his mind. Except he’d have her naked, hands tied behind her, her mouth open ready to receive his cock.
“How did you...? Oh, I am going to kill my brother.” A frown creased her forehead. “It’s none of your business what I did in my twenties. John had no right to mention it.”
To date Susan hadn’t shown him many emotions but now, as she sat across from him, he saw her annoyance and embarrassment at being discussed without her knowledge. He suspected if she became riled up, she’d be a fiery temptation to bring back in hand.
“I’m making it my business, so answer me or face the consequences.” Blake stated firmly.
Susan eyed him with a look of suspicion. He wanted her to ask what the consequences were so he could tell her he’d put her over his lap and spank her right here in the middle of the restaurant. She knew the score though, having been a submissive before.
“Well, if you must know, I experimented with BDSM, decided I didn’t like it. Married a man that I felt comfortable with and that’s the end of the story.”
Oh how flippant. Blake wanted to laugh at the response. She’d given him the in-a-nut-shell version and he refused to let her get away with it.
“So that’s why, when I smacked your ass the night we met, your arousal rose to new levels. Because you didn’t like it.”
“No, I mean yes.” She let out a frustrated sigh. “Why are dominant men so obnoxious? That’s one of the reason I left BDSM. Some of the Doms I met just…well they…they…”
Blake knew she was thinking of an excuse and he had a fair idea of what she would say. His submissive was probably a perfect brat back in her twenties, and he hoped she still had a bit of brat left in her for when they finally got together.
“Made you so horny you found it hard to think, to speak, you spilled drinks, dropped things, made you lose control.” Blake eased back into his chair and waited for her reply.
Susan glared at him across the table. She opened her mouth to speak a couple of times as if to answer but nothing came out. Blake tilted his head a fraction and raised an eyebrow, sending her an unspoken I’m waiting. It worked perfectly.
“You are so…so…” Susan faltered.
Blake wasn’t sure if the flush of red that filled her face was arousal or anger, maybe a combination of both, but he wasn’t going to ease back now.
“Right. I’m so right, aren’t I, Susan? You liked being submissive but only on your terms. You never took the final step of relinquishing complete control to a Dom you were attracted to. Instead you ran away, married a man who didn’t make you feel uncomfortable, didn’t arouse you, someone you could keep your control intact around. Well, look where that ended.” Blake let the wry smile breach his lips as he leaned toward her, meeting her gaze with a determined stare. “Back where you started, sitting across the table from a Dom who makes you so horny you can barely breathe.”
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