Temptation - Leigh Lennon Page 0,70

When he binds them, my smile cannot be contained.

“You’ve wanted this for a while, haven’t you, my naughty little Kitten?”

Nodding at first, I remember his command for actual words. “Yes, Sir.”

“Like last time, I can’t be gentle, but, Evelyn Lipton, I’ll make love to you, but for now, I need to ravage your body like the lion I am.”

I love that we’re staying in the cat family, and I begin to giggle, his eyes flashing to mine. “Is this okay, Sir? I’m so giddy.”

“Laugh to your heart’s content.” His lips nip at my neck. He makes his descent to my nipples, biting them hard enough to send a tingle of longing to my nether regions. His hands find my clit at the same time.

“Come for me,” he commands, and my body responds to him so quickly. “Fuck, Kitten, that wasn’t hard.”

As he had promised, he’s not gentle, not in the least. His thrusts are deep, profound, and everything I’ve craved with this man.

“Look at me, Kitten.” I do as he says immediately.

We are lost in our connection. I’d never dared to dream I could find my paradise, but with Chadwick, I have.

He pushes one last time, and we both chase our orgasms together. His hold on me is tight as he falls on top of me, and I never want to imagine us any other way.

There’s a note next to me on the pillow where I’d fallen asleep in his embrace. Grabbing it, I smile at his words.

Kitten,

I didn’t want you to wake on your own. But I plan to wear you out for the next several days. For this reason, I’m preparing some dinner or breakfast or whatever you feel like eating downstairs. Come join me when you wake.

CW

He signs with his initials, but with this man, I’ve learned I never want him to change.

I’m at a loss of what time it is with the time change and our reunion sex, so I hurry downstairs to find my man. I like the sound of this, my man.

As I descend the steps, it’s dark outside and candles illuminate the room. Standing in the open living space to the right of the stairs is Chadwick, and he’s holding a large, square box.

My steps are halted at both the box and the ambiance. “Kitten, come to me.” I obey immediately because there’s no place I’d rather be than as close to him as I can get.

“I’ve given a lot of thought to us. How we will live, how I will honor you, respecting the past that has scarred you. We both know I’m a controlling man, and that won’t change. But in all I do, I only want to make you the best version of yourself.”

I stare at the box in his hands, and he chuckles. “We’ll get to this in a moment, but first, I want to know what you want from me.”

My words come so easily. “I’ve also given this a lot of thought, and honestly, it’s similar to you. I want to heal the pain of your parents never putting you first. As I trust you, I need you to trust me because I can heal you, too.”

Opening the box, I gape at the diamond necklace with a short chain. “Because I want to experience everything with you, one day, we’ll choose the right collar, but for now, I’d be honored to place this around your delicate little neck as a sign you belong to me.”

Tears fall from my eyes, and I’m about to answer him until he tips my head to his gaze. After a glimpse of my life without him, I drop to my knees, and though I miss his touch immediately, my reply is simple. “Yes, Master.”

Epilogue

Eve

The next day

“I know you hate this part because it seems clinical and lacking intimacy, but we have to do it.” I’d slept for almost eighteen hours straight after he collared me, fed me, and fucked me. It was all I never thought I’d wanted for myself and will never walk away from again.

With a cup of coffee, he joins me at the dining room table. He’s not wrong when he sits with his list, and I roll my eyes.

“Be careful, Kitten, you’re collared to me, so I can spank you now.” I shiver at the thought. “Oh, and you won’t like them as punishments, believe me.” Somehow, I do believe him.

“Can you just tell me without these lists what you want, your hard lines? Please, Master?”

I think I won