of me coming to life, wanting to hold onto her and not let go.
This is what we had before, and I don’t want to lose it. I don’t want to take another step away and never have this again.
“Hey,” my voice is low as I pull back from the kiss and grip her chin in my hand. Her eyes are still closed, as if she’s in a daze. I know I’m not the only one that feels this. “Are you alright?” I need to know. I don’t want to lose her again. “Did Brooks message you?” I ask her even though I know Danny’s not bothering her. Charles is still watching him and has his phone tapped. But something’s not right with her.
“I’m just not feeling well,” she tells me, although her eyes don’t hold my gaze.
“Is there something I can get you?”
“No,” she pulls away from me, holding the edge of the door, ready to close it. “I’ll be alright.”
I search her eyes and almost leave it be. I almost let her get away with brushing me off, but something comes over me. I push the door open wider and step back in. Arianna’s eyes open wider and she walks backward, letting me invade her space and close the door behind me.
“You’re mine, sweetheart,” I tell her with a voice I don’t recognize. “I need to take care of you.” I let the flood of images that have kept me awake at night fuel my desire to keep moving. “Do you want that?” I ask her.
“When’s the last time you got off?” I ask her, feeling my dick harden in my pants.
She turns to look behind her, swallowing and quickly answers. “My roommate is-”
“Get upstairs,” I cut her off. I know exactly what Arianna needs, and I’m not going to hold back when I can give it to her.
I follow her up the steps, that lush ass swaying as I unbutton my shirt.
Arianna talks quietly as she walks in front of me, leading me to her bedroom. “It’s just that I’m confused and I don’t know how to react to it all.” She opens her door and waits for me to walk in before closing it and locking the doorknob.
I don’t hesitate to remove my shirt as she turns around. “And…” she starts to say, but then pauses mid-sentence as her eyes take me in. My sweetheart definitely knows how to boost my ego.
“I’m your Master, aren’t I?” I ask her, taking the two strides to fill the space between us. “I do the worrying,” I say as I cup her chin. My thumb brushes along her lower lip as her green eyes search mine.
“You are?” she asks me, her breath coming up short.
“I want to be,” I say the words before I know how true they are. “Do you want me to be your Master, sweetheart?”
She nods her head once and whispers, “Yes.”
Chapter 16
Arianna
“You need to get off,” Zander says, his voice low and husky, his thumb resting on my lips. I stare into his piercing blue eyes, desire heating my core.
“I-I-I don’t think I can,” I stammer. I’m starting to feel so very hot, the heat from his hard body causing my temperature to rise, my heart pounding in my chest.
“You can,” Zander says firmly. “And you will.”
He caresses the side of my face gently, his touch causing my skin to tingle all over. I close my eyes at the sensation, reveling in the feel of his gentle touch against my skin. I want to do as he says. I want to please him. But I don’t know if it’ll be easy. I’ve always used pain to get my release. And...
Danny’s words play in my mind.
No matter whose collar you put on, I’m still your Master. And the only one to bring me pleasure is him. I can only have it through pain.
“Danny-” I begin to say. I need Zander to know.
“Isn’t your Master anymore,” Zander finishes for me. “I am. And I want you to get on that bed, spread your legs wide, and rub your pussy for me.”
The intensity of his words causes my pussy to clench, my nipples pebbling against the flimsy nightgown.
Zander says, “You’re wet for me already.” It’s not a question, but a statement of fact.
“Yes,” I whisper, my pulse quickening, my breathing ragged. My body is still and tense.
Zander's fingers trail back down to my lips. He presses his thumb against them, demanding entry. I part my lips, letting him gently