time she’d checked the time it had been past five.
They’d been fucking until five in the morning.
She lifted the blanket and
eased her way out of the bed without waking him. Amber stared down at him. What
the hell had she been thinking? When he’d come to her on the dance floor she’d
been ready to turn him down flat. But no, she’d gone home and taken him with
her instead.
Leaving him to sleep she
walked into her main sitting room. Their clothing was strewn on the floor by
the door. Rolling her eyes she picked them both up and dumped them in the laundry
basked before heading to the kettle to start some coffee. She had cheap taste
and loved the instant coffee.
As she was making up their
cups Elijah padded out of the bedroom, naked, like she was.
“Why did you sneak off?” he
asked.
“I needed to use the
bathroom.” She dropped her gaze from him. Looking at him made her want so much
more from him.
“You could have come back to
bed.”
Shaking her head, she nudged
a cup toward him. “I needed coffee.”
Why was she being so damn
difficult?
Closing her eyes, she blew
on the hot cup in front of her.
“Amber?”
“Please, don’t say another
word. I couldn’t handle you speaking right now. I need … quiet.”
She wasn’t trying to be
cruel. Their past made it hard for her to focus. Last night when she’d finished
in the shower, she’d expected him to have been gone. When she’d found him in
the same place she left him, rock hard and waiting for her, she hadn’t been
able to deny him.
Blowing out a breath she
stared ahead of her, hoping to gain her thoughts.
“You can’t shut me out
forever.”
“This is what we do, Elijah.
This thing with the sex and the secrets, it’s our thing.” Biting her lip, she
took a huge gulp of coffee trying to bring focus back to her world.
“It’s not our thing, Amber.
We’ve got so much more,” he said.
“You mean the domination? Is
that what else you think we’ve got?” she asked, finally looking up at him.
The spanking he’d given her
rang clearly in her mind. He was a Dom, and she a submissive. The spanking
she’d received at his hand had awoken her in ways she’d never understood. Until
she’d joined Club Kink she didn’t understand any of it.
Was that why their
relationship was so … weird?
“Amber,” he said, starting
to speak. She couldn’t handle this anymore. The moment she took Heather out of
the equation the only other problem she found was the domination.
“Why did you do it? Why did
you spank me and walk away?” she asked.
“ You left me the following
morning, Amber. I didn’t walk away.” He’d tensed up at her words. She’d seen
the reaction inside of him.
“I had no choice. It was
Heather’s birthday, and she’d already knocked on the door. I had to sneak out.
You never said anything about me sticking around. I got out of Dodge.” She
placed the cup on the kitchen counter. Her anger was making the hot coffee spill
over the sides, burning her. “You were my first, Elijah, and you weren’t
exactly fucking gentle. Then you put me over your knee like scolding a child,”
she said. “What was I to you?”
He didn’t answer, simply
stared at her. “Why haven’t you asked me these questions before?” he asked,
folding his arms. “You’ve had plenty of time to ask them. Why now?”
“I was young and stupid. I
didn’t care about anything other than being with you, Elijah. Being with you,
in any way, was better than not being with you at all.” The truth blurted out
of her lips.
Staring at his face she saw
him open his mouth to speak.
“Amber, honey, it’s us. We brought
pancakes, or at least I brought the ingredients to make pancakes,” Heather
said, knocking and calling through the door.
Amber’s eyes widened.
“Unless you’ve got some
superhot guy and want us to go,” Ashley said.
She walked around the
counter and pushed him back into her bedroom.
“What are you going?” he
asked,