to together.
“This is forever, Kori. I won’t accept anything less.”
Forever was all she could ask for. Forever with this man. “I think you’ll have to find me a very nice collar, and that might not be the only jewelry I want from you.”
The words were easy now because she understood him. He’d hesitated to talk about commitment for her sake, not his. Her walls had been thick, but she didn’t need them anymore. Not with him.
His hand came down, lifting her chin up so she could look at him. “Don’t tease me. I would marry you tomorrow.”
No. She was only going to do this once and that meant doing it right. Her Master wasn’t getting away with a quickie Vegas wedding. “I’ll need six months to plan.”
“Then I’ll take six months of filthy sex with my fiancée.” His face went hard, the Dom coming out in an instant. “Take the clothes off quickly or I’ll rip them off you.”
Though she’d spent way, way too much time in these particular clothes, she didn’t want to parade around in whatever she might find here. It would make the trip home far too interesting, and she’d seen enough of the DPD to last a lifetime. She hurried to get out of those confining clothes, tossing them off because he hadn’t told her to be careful.
“Those are beautiful marks, baby,” he said when she turned to him. He stared at her breasts and brushed his fingers over the marks from the sadisticks. The little matchsticks were barely pink now, but he could see them. He ran his fingers down to her nipples and rolled one between his thumb and forefinger. Over and over. Very gentle.
Sadistic bastard.
“I’ve had a very rough day, baby. I need some play.”
In this they were perfectly matched. “Yes, Sir. I need some play.”
“Tell me what you want from me.” His fingers were so gentle. It was frustrating and exhilarating because she knew something nasty was coming. “Do you want a sweet lover?”
“No, Sir.”
“Do you want me to worship you with kisses and gentle caresses?”
“No, Kai. I don’t want that.”
“What do you want, sub?”
“I want you to hurt me.” She said it without shame. There was no shame between them. There was only connection and acceptance. The world, she’d discovered, was so much bigger when she’d dropped all her shame and accepted who she was, when she forgave herself for her mistakes and accepted that she deserved all the love this man could give her. And the pleasure. For her there was such deep pleasure in pain.
His fingers tightened and twisted viciously, making her whole body tense and the breath flee her lungs. “That I can do. Turn around right fucking now.”
She turned, giving him her back. Her body hummed, her skin heating nicely. What other delights would her Master gift her with tonight?
“We’re going to talk about a few things, baby.” He dangled the rope in front of her and she felt a tug deep in her pelvis. “Hands behind your back.”
She folded her hands together behind her, leaving her breasts upthrust and exposed. She sighed with pleasure as he went to work, binding her.
He was rough with her, letting her feel the rope as he wound it around her. “The first thing is that you’re not leaving work. I need you.”
“I never said I was going to leave work. Did you think I expected to be a kept woman now that we’re together?” That was a funny vision. She wasn’t the kept kind of girl. She needed to work and she loved working with him. What Kai did was important.
“Oh, I’m going to keep you in every way possible, but you’re going to feel free to use any time you need to write whatever you want. I don’t give a shit if it’s a shopping list as long as you write something creative every day.”
Doms. They never stopped. Luckily, she’d already made that decision herself. “I’m glad because I’m helping Serena with her script tomorrow. She’s coming in and we’ll use the ladies’ lounge to work.”
He tugged on her wrists, tying off a section of rope. “Two, you have to fix up the men’s room. The patients have started to complain. I think it’s perfectly fine. It’s a toilet. It doesn’t have to be anything but clean, but no, once the guys started hearing about how nice the ladies’ was they want their own freaking spa.”
She would love to put in a nice, masculine space. The office was soothing