Anticipation by Vera Roberts Read Free Book Online Page A

stretched out her legs in First Class
as she sipped her second mimosa. As promised, Master Scott sent her
the flight itinerary and instructions. All she had to do, really,
was just show up. Clothing was optional according to Him. Not
wanting to risk an arrest record for indecent exposure, Krista
packed clothing and wore some on her way to visit Sir.
    She was used to the cramped and tight
quarters in coach with the bland and standard offerings of soda and
peanuts. First class was not just another experience but an
entirely different world. As she looked around her, Krista saw
executives, athletes, and a few celebrities. She felt like one of
them.
    After a month of getting to know each other
better and developing a friendship, Krista was more than ready to
try her hand at being a submissive. She could admit she was still
unsure if the Lifestyle was truly for her. She admitted she liked
kink and she definitely wasn’t vanilla by any means. But a D/s
relationship seemed a bit more than she would want to handle.
    The romance novels made her think it was all
orgasms and fairytales with some billionaire dominating her every
need in and out of the bedroom. Well, Sir wasn’t a billionaire – at
least not yet – but He was pretty close to the fantasy if she’d
ever known one.
    He’d made it clear, however, their courtship
was just that and she shouldn’t expect anything more than just that
week of submission. He didn’t exactly say why but Krista figured it
had something to do with the distance and plus, Sir could have any
woman He wanted in L.A. He certainly didn’t need to go to New York
for one.
    She was fine with that, much to her
surprise. She wanted to have enough experience to get her feet wet
(among other things) and look back on it as one of the craziest
things she’d ever done. Life was too short to always be playing it
safe.
    When she arrived at the airport, she picked
up her luggage at the baggage claim and walked outside to hail a
taxi. As she was about to call for one, a Lincoln Town Car pulled
up and a driver got outside the vehicle.
    “Ms. Allen?” The driver asked.
    Krista cautiously nodded. “Are you looking
for Krista Allen?”
    “Yes, Miss. Mr. Reed sent this car for you.”
The driver pointed to her luggage. “Is this yours?”
    Krista’s mouth was hung open too long to
make a coherent sentence so she merely just nodded. “Um hmm…”
    “Good.” The driver picked up her luggage and
put it in the trunk. He opened a rear passenger door for her. “Are
you ready?”
    Am I? Sir went above and beyond her
expectations and she only been in L.A. for ten minutes. Krista
snapped out of her thoughts. She cleared her throat and held her
head high. She needed to be that confident woman that Sir took
advantage of at The Dungeon. She didn’t need to act like an unsure
little girl who still wondered if she liked boys.
    “I’m ready,” Krista smiled as she stepped
inside the car.
    ****
    Krista stood in front of Sir’s home and was
amazed by what she saw. It had a picket fence. She’d never seen any
home with a picket fence. Not only was there a picket fence but the
grass was green and neatly cut in rows. There were small flower
beds that flanked the front door. She honestly thought it was a
fantasy that was only a reality in some White neighborhoods because
she damn sure didn’t see it in Harlem.
    A few moments later, the front door opened
and Krista felt her breath become lodged in her throat. Wearing a
white tank top and black lounge pants, Sir stepped outside the
front door and walked towards her. Krista was pissed that the tank
top covered his washboard abs and defined chest.
    “My sugar has arrived,” Sir’s Southern
accent bellowed as He greeted Krista. He quickly paid the driver
and didn’t bother waiting for him to leave when he kissed Krista.
His lips commanded hers and his hands wandered all over her body,
briefly lifting her up by her ass.
    He gently set her down and picked up
Krista’s