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She didn’t have time to react to anything else. Grabbing the steering wheel, she tried to level it back off so they wouldn’t hit a canyon wall.
Chapter 3
Storm stepped up to Heather. “Each time you challenge me like that I try to teach you not to do it in front of other people. Yet you never seem to learn.”
“Guess I’m just a little hard headed.” She watched him, noting his eyes were filled with desire for her.
“A little?” He walked behind her and brushed her hair away from her throat. “You’re as hardheaded as I am hard for you all the time.”
“Really? You sure you’re not just a little harder?” She reached back and rubbed her hand across his crotch. The uniform might hide what was there but she knew better.
“Woman.” His mouth just inches from her neck. His breath stirred the delicate hairs on her throat. “I guess I’ll just have to teach you another lesson in obedience.” He released the collar area of her uniform so he could nuzzle her throat like he loved to do. “You do seem to enjoy them.”
“Almost as much as you enjoy teaching me.” She tried to turn so she could face him.
“Sorry, but you have no say in what happens. That’s part of your punishment.” He eased the seal of her suit down further to where he could see the soft tissue of her breasts rise and fall with each excited breath. “You will just stand there and take it like a woman. My woman.”
She could only lick her lips in anticipation.
His teeth grazed the soft tissue near her collar bone. “I want you to move to the chair.”
Heather didn’t want to move. Her body quivered in anticipation. Then he stopped. She looked up at him in confusion.
“Move to the chair and I will continue, but until then nothing.” She reached for him and he stepped out of the way. “I mean it.”
So he wanted to prove a point. She walked to the chair and straddled it. Feet planted firmly on either side. Then she planted her hands on her hips and turned back to give him another sultry look.
He was pleased by her movement, yet he hadn’t taken a step toward her. What was he waiting for? A sigh escaped her.
“Bored, my heart?”
“With you, never, just trying to figure out your strategy.” She stood there, proud and waiting. “You always have one when I overstep my boundaries.”
“True.” He did move closer then. “And you always seem to forget your place.”
“I never forget that.” He always fought these things even when he knew she was right.
“Then why do you question me when you know you shouldn’t?” He stepped up to her, his face inches from hers.
“Was I wrong to bring up the information I did?” He used these tactics on others and they were always frightened, but she knew he did it to show his frustration. Storm would never hurt her. “Do you truly believe we should have left those people to their own devices?”
“No.” He backed off a bit.
“Did I say anything while you spoke to the doctor?” At least he was admitting the truth now. “Did they see me touch you?”
“I doubt it.” He moved around her. “I have the cameras angled a certain way in case they were to try to contact us while we were engaged.”
“Then why the anger?” She marveled at how he thought of everything to make sure her modesty stayed intact. “Have I ever done anything to make you look bad in the eyes of any other Vespian? Haven’t I always been the good little mate who never questions her man? At least not in public. Why don’t you trust me to do what is right when it is right?”
“I do.” He moved close enough to touch her heart. “You make me feel things I have never thought possible. I fear that all you need to do is look at me a certain way and I will crumble at your feet and it won’t matter who sees.”
“Storm.” She touched his face, understanding his confusion and wishing she could erase it. “That is what love does to you. I know the word love doesn’t translate into
Chapter 3
Storm stepped up to Heather. “Each time you challenge me like that I try to teach you not to do it in front of other people. Yet you never seem to learn.”
“Guess I’m just a little hard headed.” She watched him, noting his eyes were filled with desire for her.
“A little?” He walked behind her and brushed her hair away from her throat. “You’re as hardheaded as I am hard for you all the time.”
“Really? You sure you’re not just a little harder?” She reached back and rubbed her hand across his crotch. The uniform might hide what was there but she knew better.
“Woman.” His mouth just inches from her neck. His breath stirred the delicate hairs on her throat. “I guess I’ll just have to teach you another lesson in obedience.” He released the collar area of her uniform so he could nuzzle her throat like he loved to do. “You do seem to enjoy them.”
“Almost as much as you enjoy teaching me.” She tried to turn so she could face him.
“Sorry, but you have no say in what happens. That’s part of your punishment.” He eased the seal of her suit down further to where he could see the soft tissue of her breasts rise and fall with each excited breath. “You will just stand there and take it like a woman. My woman.”
She could only lick her lips in anticipation.
His teeth grazed the soft tissue near her collar bone. “I want you to move to the chair.”
Heather didn’t want to move. Her body quivered in anticipation. Then he stopped. She looked up at him in confusion.
“Move to the chair and I will continue, but until then nothing.” She reached for him and he stepped out of the way. “I mean it.”
So he wanted to prove a point. She walked to the chair and straddled it. Feet planted firmly on either side. Then she planted her hands on her hips and turned back to give him another sultry look.
He was pleased by her movement, yet he hadn’t taken a step toward her. What was he waiting for? A sigh escaped her.
“Bored, my heart?”
“With you, never, just trying to figure out your strategy.” She stood there, proud and waiting. “You always have one when I overstep my boundaries.”
“True.” He did move closer then. “And you always seem to forget your place.”
“I never forget that.” He always fought these things even when he knew she was right.
“Then why do you question me when you know you shouldn’t?” He stepped up to her, his face inches from hers.
“Was I wrong to bring up the information I did?” He used these tactics on others and they were always frightened, but she knew he did it to show his frustration. Storm would never hurt her. “Do you truly believe we should have left those people to their own devices?”
“No.” He backed off a bit.
“Did I say anything while you spoke to the doctor?” At least he was admitting the truth now. “Did they see me touch you?”
“I doubt it.” He moved around her. “I have the cameras angled a certain way in case they were to try to contact us while we were engaged.”
“Then why the anger?” She marveled at how he thought of everything to make sure her modesty stayed intact. “Have I ever done anything to make you look bad in the eyes of any other Vespian? Haven’t I always been the good little mate who never questions her man? At least not in public. Why don’t you trust me to do what is right when it is right?”
“I do.” He moved close enough to touch her heart. “You make me feel things I have never thought possible. I fear that all you need to do is look at me a certain way and I will crumble at your feet and it won’t matter who sees.”
“Storm.” She touched his face, understanding his confusion and wishing she could erase it. “That is what love does to you. I know the word love doesn’t translate into
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