BDSM club before she dove headfirst and offered to Elijah what she was considering offering to him.
The thought made her belly quiver.
She couldn’t wait for the evening to come.
CHAPTER FOUR
“I ’m going to be down here for longer than I’d anticipated.” Elijah reclined in the leather chair at his desk as he spoke on the phone, looking down at the orange sports sandals he’d bought on a whim earlier that day.
Anywhere but in Mexico, he dressed in a suit and tie. One of the reasons he so loved working from his Mexican resorts was that he could shed the business wardrobe and relax a bit, even at work.
“Everything going all right?” Alex Fraser was one of Elijah’s best friends. He and Luca Santangelo had once been just business acquaintances, but a shared interest in extraordinary wine and the BDSM lifestyle had led the three extremely wealthy men to a joint venture.
In Vino Veritas was an upscale wine bar combined with a BDSM club, and the three shared ownership. They’d wanted a place where they could explore their interests in a manner that suited them.
“It’s fine.” Elijah knew his reluctance to visit Devorar that evening was about more than missing the club back home . . . and it had everything to do with one smart-mouthed redhead. “But I would like your opinion on something, if you have time.”
“I’ve got a few minutes. Then I need to see Maddy before she goes to work.”
Unbidden, Elijah felt a flash of jealousy. He didn’t begrudge his friend the love he’d found with his fiancée, nor was he particularly jealous of the woman, though if he’d met her first, he would have pursued her relentlessly.
No, the jealousy came from the fact that Alex had found someone who both loved him and balanced him. In terms of dominance and submission, Alex and Maddy complemented each other perfectly.
That was what Elijah longed for. He’d thought he’d found it with his ex-wife.
He’d been wrong.
“We’ve both been in the lifestyle for a long time,” Elijah began, shifting restlessly in his chair.
“Over ten years,” Alex agreed. The men were the same age and had both discovered their interest in alternative lifestyles during college.
“How often do you read someone wrong? Have you ever been convinced that someone isn’t submissive but it turns out that they are?”
Alex’s end of the phone call was silent for a long moment, and Elijah could all but hear the thoughts turning around in his friend’s mind.
“I can’t say that I’ve ever been that off base about someone,” Alex said finally. Elijah felt his spirits sink, though he fought against it.
He barely knew the woman after all. She fascinated him, true, but surely he’d get over it.
“Now you have to tell me why you’re asking, E.” From Alex’s end Elijah heard a feminine voice—Maddy, telling her fiancé to hurry up. “Have you met someone?”
Elijah considered before he answered. He could always just cut things off with Samantha where they stood right at that moment. Or keep things confined to the business of the art commission and leave it at that.
The very idea made him grind his teeth together. Samantha was inquisitive enough that he knew she would continue to explore, even if he were to cut her loose.
He’d be damned if some other Dom would have the pleasure of introducing her enticing sugar-and-spice self to the wonders of dominance and submission.
“There’s a woman, yes.” Elijah conjured up a mental picture of Samantha’s lithe figure, those green eyes that sizzled with heat, the red curls that made her look like a goddess. He pictured those curls brushing over his cock, and felt himself stiffen at the idea.
“And you’re unsure if she’s truly submissive? Is she new to the lifestyle?” Alex probed further. “Why not just take her to the club at your resort? I’m sure you’ll get a better reading of her once she’s actually in a scene with you.”
Elijah pondered that for a moment.
The thought made her belly quiver.
She couldn’t wait for the evening to come.
CHAPTER FOUR
“I ’m going to be down here for longer than I’d anticipated.” Elijah reclined in the leather chair at his desk as he spoke on the phone, looking down at the orange sports sandals he’d bought on a whim earlier that day.
Anywhere but in Mexico, he dressed in a suit and tie. One of the reasons he so loved working from his Mexican resorts was that he could shed the business wardrobe and relax a bit, even at work.
“Everything going all right?” Alex Fraser was one of Elijah’s best friends. He and Luca Santangelo had once been just business acquaintances, but a shared interest in extraordinary wine and the BDSM lifestyle had led the three extremely wealthy men to a joint venture.
In Vino Veritas was an upscale wine bar combined with a BDSM club, and the three shared ownership. They’d wanted a place where they could explore their interests in a manner that suited them.
“It’s fine.” Elijah knew his reluctance to visit Devorar that evening was about more than missing the club back home . . . and it had everything to do with one smart-mouthed redhead. “But I would like your opinion on something, if you have time.”
“I’ve got a few minutes. Then I need to see Maddy before she goes to work.”
Unbidden, Elijah felt a flash of jealousy. He didn’t begrudge his friend the love he’d found with his fiancée, nor was he particularly jealous of the woman, though if he’d met her first, he would have pursued her relentlessly.
No, the jealousy came from the fact that Alex had found someone who both loved him and balanced him. In terms of dominance and submission, Alex and Maddy complemented each other perfectly.
That was what Elijah longed for. He’d thought he’d found it with his ex-wife.
He’d been wrong.
“We’ve both been in the lifestyle for a long time,” Elijah began, shifting restlessly in his chair.
“Over ten years,” Alex agreed. The men were the same age and had both discovered their interest in alternative lifestyles during college.
“How often do you read someone wrong? Have you ever been convinced that someone isn’t submissive but it turns out that they are?”
Alex’s end of the phone call was silent for a long moment, and Elijah could all but hear the thoughts turning around in his friend’s mind.
“I can’t say that I’ve ever been that off base about someone,” Alex said finally. Elijah felt his spirits sink, though he fought against it.
He barely knew the woman after all. She fascinated him, true, but surely he’d get over it.
“Now you have to tell me why you’re asking, E.” From Alex’s end Elijah heard a feminine voice—Maddy, telling her fiancé to hurry up. “Have you met someone?”
Elijah considered before he answered. He could always just cut things off with Samantha where they stood right at that moment. Or keep things confined to the business of the art commission and leave it at that.
The very idea made him grind his teeth together. Samantha was inquisitive enough that he knew she would continue to explore, even if he were to cut her loose.
He’d be damned if some other Dom would have the pleasure of introducing her enticing sugar-and-spice self to the wonders of dominance and submission.
“There’s a woman, yes.” Elijah conjured up a mental picture of Samantha’s lithe figure, those green eyes that sizzled with heat, the red curls that made her look like a goddess. He pictured those curls brushing over his cock, and felt himself stiffen at the idea.
“And you’re unsure if she’s truly submissive? Is she new to the lifestyle?” Alex probed further. “Why not just take her to the club at your resort? I’m sure you’ll get a better reading of her once she’s actually in a scene with you.”
Elijah pondered that for a moment.
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