watche d him, considering what his strategy might be. He had a limited amount of time during which she’d agreed to do what he said. He should have dragged her off someplace private to have his way with her. Instead , he w as continuing as if nothing was different.
“Carly?”
“Yes , m aster?” She fluttered her lashes at him.
Preston laughed. “I doubt any man could master you, but I’d like you to do something for me.”
“Of course. I don’t have a choice, do I?”
“Of course you have a choice, but if you don’t do it, you’ll pay the price.”
Her pussy went damp as she wondered how he’d punish her. “And what is that ?”
He smiled. “ I won’t tell you.” He took her hand and kissed it. “I want you to go to the bathroom, remove your underwear and bring it to me.”
She nodded and stood, setting her napkin on her chair. “If you’ll excuse me, I have to use the ladies’ room.”
Once in the bathroom, she leaned against the door and blew out a breath. She was so aroused , walking had nearly brought her to orgasm. Stripping off her panties , she winced when she saw how wet they were. Folding them in on themselves , she hid them in her fist and made her way back to the table.
When she sat, Preston raised one eyebrow. Carly raised her chin then held her hand out, uncurling her fingers to show him what she held. If anyone looked over at their table they would clearly see she held something satiny. Preston made her w ait, panties out in plain sight before he took them from her, tucking them into his pocket.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
“If you’re finished, we can leave. I paid the check while you were…taking care of things.”
Her bravery faltered. Carly considered holding on to her chair and refusing to go anywhere.
He must have sensed her nervousness because he picked up her hand and squeezed it. His eyes sparkled when their gazes met. “Won’t you come with me, lovely Carly? I think you’ll enjoy the games I want to play.”
Nodding, Carly waited for him to stand and pull out her chair. He tucked her arm through his and led her from the restaurant.
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Chapter Four
Preston guided Carly through the main door of the suite with a hand at the small of her back. He could feel the smile that pulled at the corners of his mouth, matched by the sweet anticipation curled in his belly. He felt like he’d come to the end of a long journey only to find that it wasn’t the end, but the beginning.
And that beginning was more beautiful, smart and sexy than he could have dreamed.
His hand rested just above the swell of Carly’s ass, and it took more self-control than he anticipated to keep from sliding his hand down and stroking her bottom.
She cupped her elbows as she hugged herself. Though her face was impassive, her body language told him she was nervous.
There was no sign of Lance. Preston paused in the central room to grab two bottles of water, giving the other man a chance to appear...and maybe participate.
Lance's door was closed, and despite the fact that Preston made no effort to be quiet, there wa s no sign of him .
Lance's loss. Preston had no compunction about indulging in some private time of his own with Carly.
“Water?” He held out a bottle.
“Thank you.” She took it, but didn't drink. Instead , she rolled it between her palms.
He wanted to wait, to see how long she could last in a state of both nervousness and arousal before she broke, but he didn't have the patience. After all, time was running out.
“Shall we?” He held his hand out, motioning toward his bedroom door.
She set the unopened bottle down and nodded. She preceded him, but he leaned forward, letting his shoulder touch hers as he opened the door.
Once insid e, he closed it behind them. He’ d left the desk lamp on and it filled the room with diffused gold light. Carly turned in a slow circle, the gloss of her hair, planes of her face and swell of her