On Becoming Her Sir

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watch. Luke wasn’t due home for at least another hour. Just the thought about talking with Bart, actually having a drink with the man made her nauseous. What had she been thinking? Being polite hadn’t been the best choice with a man who had certainly helped her understand how much he wanted her. After the event she was going to tell Luke what had transpired between them.
    When I take you and fuck you, then you’ll begin to understand what being a submissive is truly about.
    The arrogance was truly creative. Rolling her eyes, Jessie laughed at herself. The jerkoff man thought she was really going to succumb to him after they’d shared one glass of wine and he’d purchased… For some reason she remembered the gift he’d insisted on giving her – the bustier in flaming red.
    The color is simply perfect for the woman hiding behind a mask.
    “Mask, my ass, jerk off.” The problem was she’d accepted gift. Of course she’d known it was a trinket from the Devil, but she couldn’t help herself. His charm. His shimmering eyes. His… Jessie placed her hand over her mouth. Had she honest to God almost fallen under his spell? “No fucking way. None.”
    She groaned as she walked into the bedroom, glancing at the packages she’d purchased as well as the one that was a gift. Okay, so Bart hadn’t necessarily done anything overt, but every aspect of his basic behavior had been over the top. Bart wanted her and for a few minutes she’d fallen into his bullshit method of deceit, one she’d never forget. Sensual and full of darkness, the allure was powerful.
    Jessie touched the single package that contained the corset. What had he told her? Glaring smugly, she remembered even the way he smelled. One day you’ll wear this for me. Then and only then I’ll decide where and how hard I fuck you. Of course she was shivering. Bart was pushy and powerful, conceited and in full control of the being he thought Dom. He repulsed her. He infuriated her. Gripping one arm with her hand, she dug her fingers into her skin and fought the series of emotions raging throughout.
    Ripping the ugly corset out of the bag she… There was nothing ugly about the gorgeous piece. He knew what she was hungering for all the way around. Literally gliding toward the mirror, she held up the slip of lace and silk to her chest and preened. Yes, she would look hot in the dazzling outfit, even with her hourglass figure. “Mmm… One hot woman.” The color was perfect for her, the style. Even the bare slip of ebony lace was just so perfect. She studied the look again and almost ripped the sexy slip of nothing in half.
    Jerking up the bag she’d purchased for herself she hissed. You mean Luke. “Oh God.” Guilt and terror remained just below the surface. She wasn’t certain how to handle any aspect of what she was feeling. The slip of silk was going to burn her into Hell. There was no doubt. She pulled out the flimsy piece and sighed. For a few seconds she fingered the lingerie, cognizant of the fact Bart had told her in no uncertain terms she’d wear the piece for him one day – without him asking. The thought finally made her laugh. “Dead body indeed.”
    The laugh giving her courage, she shoved the corset back into the festive pink and red bag. Thinking of Luke wasn’t difficult. The thought was merely strangling at the moment. Was this betrayal? Yeah. It was by nothing more than having a drink with him. Bart. The fucking asshole that she hated. Loathed. Yep. She loathed him. Luke would be so angry. So furious. So… Disappointed. Jessie had to push back the horrendous thoughts.
    Bart was a major player and had simply pushed all the right buttons. And she’d almost succumbed. She pulled out the ultra slinky and yet very eloquent cocktail dress and walked toward the dresser. Holding the exquisite piece in front of her, she gazed at her reflection and knew Luke would approve. The sky-high stilettos, garter and stockings would certainly entice. The

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