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door, a
small smile giving away her triumph and making me realize getting her into subspace
might prove difficult.
    Contort her body with my ropes
and send her swinging, or simply tie her up and tease the ever loving shit
outta her? I tipped my head
back and hissed an exhale through my lips as images of what her petite body would
look like suspended from the ring in my bedroom ceiling flashed through my
mind. Crimson knots against her pale skin … fuck .
I adjusted myself and stared at the door she’d disappeared through.
    She’d played a good game, but it was my turn to make her squirm.
    Giving her the release she seemed desperate for would be easy, but keeping
our emotions—the distraction I feared—out of the equation would prove more
difficult. But, goddamn I planned on trying. I needed to try for her sake.
    Home wouldn’t be the best or safest place to play with temptation, but
no fuckin’ way would I allow her body to be on display for every salivating
jackass Dom wanting fresh meat to brand.

 
    Charlene
     
    My damn hands shook as I threw on my long, wool overcoat atop the
skimpy lingerie Livi had helped me pick out earlier in the week—blue like the one
I’d worn the night before.
    Stomach fluttering and muscles quivering, I strode back to the
reception area. Theo glanced down at my coat and groaned, clenching the keys
tighter in his hand. “All you’ve got on under that are those scraps of silk,
right?”
    I couldn’t help my smirk.
    He heaved a breath. “Let’s go.”
    “Where are we going?” I asked as he held the front door open and
motioned me out into the cold.
    “To my place.” He strode down the snow-dusted sidewalk toward the
parking garage. “I suppose you didn’t drive again, did you?”
    “No. Livi dropped me off.”
    He stopped short and spun, dark fury shooting from his eyes. “Livi?”
The muscle jumped in his jaw, his nostrils flaring as he breathed. “Meddling
little brat.” He spit the last word and turned, stomping away.
    As with the first time, Theo didn’t say two words the entire ride home.
His anger filled the car, making my skin tingle.
    Livi had claimed he was no sadist, but once he had me tied up, would he
unleash his anger on me or decide punishment was in order? The thought of pain
didn’t light my buttons, but I wanted Theo. Period. If that meant being branded
by his hands or a whip without whimpering, then I’d sure as hell find the
strength to do so. He needed to know I was all in, regardless of what he wished
to dish out.
    We pulled into Theo’s driveway, and he turned the Cherokee off. “Are
you sure about this?” he asked, staring straight ahead.
    “Yes.”
    He exhaled a slow breath. “One rule.”
    I waited.
    “No kissing.”
    “No … what?”
    He angled to face me, dark eyes luminous and serious in the full moon’s
light pouring through the windshield. “You want escape from reality through
pleasure, and I promise to give you that. But...” His gaze lowered to my lips
and jerked back up. “What you don’t need is emotional distraction that will
take your mind off what’s important right now. Your dreams are within reach. I
won’t be the one to mess that up.”
    I studied his face, surprised to find more than lust in his dark eyes.
Sincerity and something I couldn’t name.
    Test to diagnose and find
answers.
    “Emotional distraction?” I quirked an eyebrow. “As in more than a simple
fuck?”
    His eyes hardened. “There’s nothing simple in what I’m planning on doing
to you, little lamb.”
    A tingle of fear lit within my stomach, but a slow smile grew on my
lips as my panties soaked through. His diversion tactic said it all. Time to
make him good on his promise to give me release—and enjoy a taste of the man I decided
I wanted to keep for a long while. “No kissing. Got it.”
    His head tipped to the side, eyes narrowing.
    I tried for wide-eyed innocence.
    “Tonight, I’m the one in charge.”
    “Yes, Sir.” I mock