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- Dominick -
My pulse was pounding as I made my way down the hallway. I had begun to suspect Hayes’s plan was to bring Sebastian back into the picture—but I had not anticipated that he would be able to pull it off so quickly. That he had accomplished it by now meant that someone at Ellison Corp was answering to him. I needed to find out who.
My fingers closed into a fist and I tried to slow my breath. The sight of Sebastian brought back more than I cared to remember. His mocking smile, the same blue eyes I saw staring back at myself every day in the mirror. There was a touch of fear there now, however; he remembered what I had done. I allowed a faint smile to touch my lips.
I stopped as I came in the door of my bedroom. Catriona was framed in the window, a shadow against the lights of the city; in the dim light, only her hair showed a touch of color. Red, gleaming, it covered her shoulders in a fall of curls that I could just imagine tumbling over her breasts as she rode me. My fingers clenched again, but this time with the urge to tangle in her hair, wrench her against me.
She turned when she heard me. She was trying to be composed, but her face was worried. Had she heard? I remembered closing the door behind me. She would have heard none of the facts, and that was good. My breath came shorter. If she knew all of what had happened six years ago...
I waited.
“I heard you say ‘Sebastian,’” she admitted finally.
“Yes.” My gaze traveled over those full lips, down over the curves of her body. I could see black rope against that pale skin, her eyes wide as she tested the bonds. Not tonight, not yet. She wasn’t ready.
“Are you all right?” Her voice called me back to reality.
I smiled bitterly. There was no answer to that question—none that she could understand, at least. I watched as she crossed the room to me, her eyes searching mine. She wanted to offer comfort, and I needed it. But she didn’t know me yet—where she would try kind words, I needed more. More of her. All of her.
After tonight, she would know what I required of her. At the thought of her learning to obey, on her knees and looking up at me, I growled. My fingers were tangled in her hair, dragging her head back for my kiss as I pulled her up against me.
“But—”
“Quiet.” My mouth came down on hers again, tongue thrusting into her mouth. Her perfect tits were close to spilling out of the low neckline of her shirt. “From now on, you wear this for no one but me. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” Her answer was a gasp, her brown eyes locked on mine. “Yes, sir.”
“Good.” I gave a smile at the sound of the title, and parted her lips for one more kiss, leaving her gasping when I released her at last. “Strip.”
“I…” But she did not finish the protest. Her fingers were trembling on the buttons of her shirt, opening it to reveal a black lace bra against that pale skin. She let the shirt drop behind her and unzipped her skirt. There was a moment of hesitation, the thought of defying me. My eyes blazed into hers, reminding her why she was here, and the swallowed before looking down and slipping the skirt down onto the floor.
She stood there, pale skin against black lace, a flush rising in her cheeks. She could not meet my eyes anymore, and she drew in her breath sharply as I approached her. When I touched my fingers to her cheek, she turned her face into my palm, eyes drifting closed.
“Catriona.”
Her eyes came open, met mine. “Yes?”
“I said to strip.” My voice was soft, but there was a command there. “I’m going to go get something. For you. When I come back…I expect you to be naked.” I pulled her close, breathing the words. “You need to learn to obey me completely.”
I left her without another word, cock so hard that it took all my self-control not to go back in there and push her down on the bed. She wasn’t going to get off nearly so easily as that. By the time I came in that wet
My pulse was pounding as I made my way down the hallway. I had begun to suspect Hayes’s plan was to bring Sebastian back into the picture—but I had not anticipated that he would be able to pull it off so quickly. That he had accomplished it by now meant that someone at Ellison Corp was answering to him. I needed to find out who.
My fingers closed into a fist and I tried to slow my breath. The sight of Sebastian brought back more than I cared to remember. His mocking smile, the same blue eyes I saw staring back at myself every day in the mirror. There was a touch of fear there now, however; he remembered what I had done. I allowed a faint smile to touch my lips.
I stopped as I came in the door of my bedroom. Catriona was framed in the window, a shadow against the lights of the city; in the dim light, only her hair showed a touch of color. Red, gleaming, it covered her shoulders in a fall of curls that I could just imagine tumbling over her breasts as she rode me. My fingers clenched again, but this time with the urge to tangle in her hair, wrench her against me.
She turned when she heard me. She was trying to be composed, but her face was worried. Had she heard? I remembered closing the door behind me. She would have heard none of the facts, and that was good. My breath came shorter. If she knew all of what had happened six years ago...
I waited.
“I heard you say ‘Sebastian,’” she admitted finally.
“Yes.” My gaze traveled over those full lips, down over the curves of her body. I could see black rope against that pale skin, her eyes wide as she tested the bonds. Not tonight, not yet. She wasn’t ready.
“Are you all right?” Her voice called me back to reality.
I smiled bitterly. There was no answer to that question—none that she could understand, at least. I watched as she crossed the room to me, her eyes searching mine. She wanted to offer comfort, and I needed it. But she didn’t know me yet—where she would try kind words, I needed more. More of her. All of her.
After tonight, she would know what I required of her. At the thought of her learning to obey, on her knees and looking up at me, I growled. My fingers were tangled in her hair, dragging her head back for my kiss as I pulled her up against me.
“But—”
“Quiet.” My mouth came down on hers again, tongue thrusting into her mouth. Her perfect tits were close to spilling out of the low neckline of her shirt. “From now on, you wear this for no one but me. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” Her answer was a gasp, her brown eyes locked on mine. “Yes, sir.”
“Good.” I gave a smile at the sound of the title, and parted her lips for one more kiss, leaving her gasping when I released her at last. “Strip.”
“I…” But she did not finish the protest. Her fingers were trembling on the buttons of her shirt, opening it to reveal a black lace bra against that pale skin. She let the shirt drop behind her and unzipped her skirt. There was a moment of hesitation, the thought of defying me. My eyes blazed into hers, reminding her why she was here, and the swallowed before looking down and slipping the skirt down onto the floor.
She stood there, pale skin against black lace, a flush rising in her cheeks. She could not meet my eyes anymore, and she drew in her breath sharply as I approached her. When I touched my fingers to her cheek, she turned her face into my palm, eyes drifting closed.
“Catriona.”
Her eyes came open, met mine. “Yes?”
“I said to strip.” My voice was soft, but there was a command there. “I’m going to go get something. For you. When I come back…I expect you to be naked.” I pulled her close, breathing the words. “You need to learn to obey me completely.”
I left her without another word, cock so hard that it took all my self-control not to go back in there and push her down on the bed. She wasn’t going to get off nearly so easily as that. By the time I came in that wet
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