very presence unnerved her—that she was on edge,
wondering and waiting for him to finish what they’d started in her office,
wondering and worrying about what he would do to her when he did. She shivered.
The anticipation was driving her crazy and he knew it, relished it, enjoyed
that he now had her on edge, and apparently planned to keep her there.
He plucked the dish she’d just dropped from the soapy water,
rinsed it, then dried it. “All right, I’m headed to bed now,” he said when he
was done putting the dish away.
Katherine’s head snapped up. “What do you mean you’re headed
to bed?” she blurted out before she could stop herself.
She could swear his lips twitched with just the hint of a
smile. “I’m tired, so I’m going to grab a quick shower and then I’m off to
bed.” He turned to leave. “You should probably get some rest too.”
Her eyes rounded. Was he serious? All he wanted to do was sleep ?
After what had happened earlier? After she’d spent all day fantasizing about
what he’d do to her as soon as they got to her home? She’d spent a very long
hour sitting through a board meeting, crossing and uncrossing her legs. She
imagined his calloused hands against her bare skin spanking her ass again, or
binding her then forcing her to her knees to suck his cock, just as she’d seen
him do with the woman at the club. By the time her meeting was over, her
panties were dripping wet with her juices and her clit throbbed so hard that
even the tiniest movement sent a shock of pleasure shooting through her. Her
entire body was on fire, hungry, needy, and he wanted to go to sleep ?
“But I thought—”
He turned to face her, spearing her with his penetrating
gaze. “You thought what?” His voice was low, and even as his eyes revealed
nothing, the deep timbre of his voice was warm and sensual. She shuddered as
her eyes traced the curl of his lips when they slowly lifted into a wicked
grin.
She couldn’t speak—her mouth was open, but nothing came out.
Seth nodded, the small grin still on his lips. “Good night,
Katherine.”
And just like that, just like the night before, he left her
there on the edge of sexual frustration, wanting more, needing more, only to be
denied.
* * * * *
It had taken an almost inhuman strength of will to walk away
from Katherine, to leave her standing there alone in her kitchen, but he’d
managed to do it, which was why Seth now stood beneath a cascade of pelting
water. The warm spray of the shower eased the knots of tension that corded his
muscles. He closed his eyes with a groan. Too bad it did nothing to ease the
throbbing ache of need that hardened his shaft.
Katherine. He whispered her name in his head.
He rarely called her by her first name, but he thought it
was somehow fitting, given the intimacy they’d shared earlier that day in her
office.
She wanted what only he could give her, what he’d given her
a taste of earlier. He’d glimpsed the desperate need to be mastered in her eyes
as he’d bared her ass and disciplined her. That look had been there all day,
and he could almost feel her desire for him to punish her again pouring off her
in waves. Dinner had been torture, cleaning up afterward—pure hell.
He ached to master her, to dominate her, to force her
complete surrender and claim her, but he wasn’t sure if she was truly ready for
what he would do to her.
He’d never been this uncertain about a woman, a submissive,
before. But with Katherine, things were different. Today in her office, their
relationship had changed, but he was the one who would determine if it was
temporary or something more permanent.
Katherine —always-in-charge Katherine. He blew out a
long, shaky breath, his hand curling around the stiff flesh of his cock as the
water peppered his skin. What would it be like, feel like, to have her beneath
him, completely bound as he rode her body and watched her surrender to him—body
and soul.
He stroked his hand up and down