wearing her own clothes – not Greta’s couture designs that he’d bought for her in Amsterdam – the army-green slacks he’d seen at her first interview, a plain white blouse, no jewellery, tan lace-up shoes.
A small start. ‘Here?’
‘Yes, here.’
‘Your staff,’ she nervously said.
He dipped his head faintly. ‘Just do it, Katherine.’
She hesitated, quickly scanned the plant-filled conservatory, the colourful orchids spilling down the trunks of trees, the open door to the terrace and the tropical night.
‘None of it’s a problem,’ he said gently, watching her quick survey of the nineteenth-century glass house. ‘Ithought you wanted to come again,’ he prompted, his lounging pose unaltered, his voice mild. ‘Open your blouse and we’ll get started.’
‘Please, Dominic,’ she whispered, shifting slightly in her chair. ‘There’s people around.’
‘I don’t see anyone.’
‘They might come in any minute.’
‘Not unless you call them. Would you like some company?’
‘God, no.’ But perversely, a lustful jolt shuddered through her and she clenched her thighs.
‘Really, Katherine,’ he said with a faint smile. ‘You’re getting wet, aren’t you? Does the thought of performing in public appeal to you?’
‘Absolutely not!’
‘Should I check?’
‘No, stay away,’ she said tensely.
‘Me? Stay away?’ His voice was soft with insolence. ‘Would you prefer Johnny Chen? I’m sure he’d be happy to fuck you, although I don’t think you’d enjoy him. I’m guessing he’d come in two seconds and then what would you do?’
‘And I suppose you wouldn’t?’ She knew it was stupid even as she said it, but Dominic’s unfettered arrogance never failed to get a rise out of her.
‘If you’re going to be argumentative, at least be reasonable,’ he said amiably. ‘No, I wouldn’t come in two seconds, as you well know. So take off your blouse.’ He smiled. ‘Pretty please?’
She blew out a breath. ‘I don’t know how you can always be so restrained, when I’m falling apart.’ The silent subtext acted as a personal point of order against Dominic’s corrupting power, a reminder to her own seething libido that she disapproved of utter submission. That she’d left Dominic to avoid relinquishing her freedom.
‘I like that in you,’ he said pleasantly, immune to issues of power when he wielded incomparable authority. ‘I like your irrepressible passion. Please don’t change.’
She sighed, smiled faintly. ‘As if I could.’
‘Lucky me,’ he said. ‘You’re not wearing a bra,’ he added in a cooler tone, jealous of every man who came near her. ‘You must have made Johnny Chen very happy.’
‘Not everyone’s like you, Dominic.’
‘Any man likes big tits,’ he murmured. ‘You must have given Johnny a hard-on a dozen times a day. Whenever you’re ready, Katherine.’ He opened his sports jacket slightly to expose his prominent erection. Maybe power wasn’t irrelevant after all. Maybe the thought of Johnny Chen looking at her tits required payback.
She dragged in a breath, flushed rosy pink.
‘You can have this as soon as you get undressed.’ His voice was blunt, exacting.
‘I shouldn’t.’ An automatic response when Dominic spoke as though he owned the world and everyone in it.
‘Just so we’re clear, Katherine. I only play this game because you like it.’
‘
You
do too.’
He shrugged faintly. ‘I don’t
dislike
it but I like lots of things. It doesn’t have to be this.’
‘So I could choose something else?’ An impudent twitch of her lips. ‘I could tell
you
what to do?’
‘Perhaps.’ Had Johnny Chen seen that impudent grin? Had she been playful or flirtatious with him?
‘That sounds like perhaps
not,
’ she said with a flicker of a smile.
‘Did he touch you?’
A look of surprise. ‘You mean Johnny?’
‘Unless there were more men you’d like to tell me about,’ he said gruffly, the blue of his eyes
A small start. ‘Here?’
‘Yes, here.’
‘Your staff,’ she nervously said.
He dipped his head faintly. ‘Just do it, Katherine.’
She hesitated, quickly scanned the plant-filled conservatory, the colourful orchids spilling down the trunks of trees, the open door to the terrace and the tropical night.
‘None of it’s a problem,’ he said gently, watching her quick survey of the nineteenth-century glass house. ‘Ithought you wanted to come again,’ he prompted, his lounging pose unaltered, his voice mild. ‘Open your blouse and we’ll get started.’
‘Please, Dominic,’ she whispered, shifting slightly in her chair. ‘There’s people around.’
‘I don’t see anyone.’
‘They might come in any minute.’
‘Not unless you call them. Would you like some company?’
‘God, no.’ But perversely, a lustful jolt shuddered through her and she clenched her thighs.
‘Really, Katherine,’ he said with a faint smile. ‘You’re getting wet, aren’t you? Does the thought of performing in public appeal to you?’
‘Absolutely not!’
‘Should I check?’
‘No, stay away,’ she said tensely.
‘Me? Stay away?’ His voice was soft with insolence. ‘Would you prefer Johnny Chen? I’m sure he’d be happy to fuck you, although I don’t think you’d enjoy him. I’m guessing he’d come in two seconds and then what would you do?’
‘And I suppose you wouldn’t?’ She knew it was stupid even as she said it, but Dominic’s unfettered arrogance never failed to get a rise out of her.
‘If you’re going to be argumentative, at least be reasonable,’ he said amiably. ‘No, I wouldn’t come in two seconds, as you well know. So take off your blouse.’ He smiled. ‘Pretty please?’
She blew out a breath. ‘I don’t know how you can always be so restrained, when I’m falling apart.’ The silent subtext acted as a personal point of order against Dominic’s corrupting power, a reminder to her own seething libido that she disapproved of utter submission. That she’d left Dominic to avoid relinquishing her freedom.
‘I like that in you,’ he said pleasantly, immune to issues of power when he wielded incomparable authority. ‘I like your irrepressible passion. Please don’t change.’
She sighed, smiled faintly. ‘As if I could.’
‘Lucky me,’ he said. ‘You’re not wearing a bra,’ he added in a cooler tone, jealous of every man who came near her. ‘You must have made Johnny Chen very happy.’
‘Not everyone’s like you, Dominic.’
‘Any man likes big tits,’ he murmured. ‘You must have given Johnny a hard-on a dozen times a day. Whenever you’re ready, Katherine.’ He opened his sports jacket slightly to expose his prominent erection. Maybe power wasn’t irrelevant after all. Maybe the thought of Johnny Chen looking at her tits required payback.
She dragged in a breath, flushed rosy pink.
‘You can have this as soon as you get undressed.’ His voice was blunt, exacting.
‘I shouldn’t.’ An automatic response when Dominic spoke as though he owned the world and everyone in it.
‘Just so we’re clear, Katherine. I only play this game because you like it.’
‘
You
do too.’
He shrugged faintly. ‘I don’t
dislike
it but I like lots of things. It doesn’t have to be this.’
‘So I could choose something else?’ An impudent twitch of her lips. ‘I could tell
you
what to do?’
‘Perhaps.’ Had Johnny Chen seen that impudent grin? Had she been playful or flirtatious with him?
‘That sounds like perhaps
not,
’ she said with a flicker of a smile.
‘Did he touch you?’
A look of surprise. ‘You mean Johnny?’
‘Unless there were more men you’d like to tell me about,’ he said gruffly, the blue of his eyes
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