The biggest thing she noted between Dmitri and Presley was the happiness they shared. It was like they mirrored each other. They seemed so in tune with each other in a way that she’d never seen before in a couple, not even in her family, who she thought loved each other beyond words.
Ella might not want a boyfriend or be on the hunt for love, but something that magical needed investigating. She smiled to herself and began cleaning up the paperwork on her desk. Her thoughts spun back to Kyler and this whole submission business. She couldn’t identify the need behind it, only that she wanted to learn more, and that for all he’d done for her, she wanted to do a little something for him. She wasn’t blind to the fact that submission was important to him. The obviousness of it was there in the flare of his gaze every time they talked about it.
He liked control.
He wanted to own her pleasure.
That was clear cut in his behavior when they were together.
One thing was certain: She was curious, and wasn’t that her dare to herself? Don’t think. Just act. Go with it. She believed Kyler wouldn’t ask her to join the dungeon and become a submissive; he simply wanted her to make the decision on her own. Even if she’d only read the textbook version on submission and didn’t know firsthand what she was getting herself fully into, she trusted Kyler.
More to the point, she desperately ached to go into one of those BDSM scenes. She couldn’t possibly sit and watch all that fascinating sex and not take part in it. And he couldn’t take her into a scene unless she became a Club Sin member. Accepting commands and letting him be in control of pleasure wasn’t so frightening when she knew he could deliver.
Firm in her decision, she picked up her cell phone off the desk and texted Kyler, Can you meet for lunch?
He replied a few seconds later, I can, but not until 1. Does that work?
Yep.
Where?
The coffee shop on the corner by the office.
See you soon.
Ella grinned and placed her phone on her desk. Then, with a long sigh, she dug back into her work, wishing her time away.
Hours flew by quickly, since she ended up taking four phone calls that simply annoyed the hell out of her. She couldn’t wait to give Aidan a notepad with all the calls he had to make and say, “Here. You deal with them!”
After she sent off one last e-mail, she looked to the clock. Twelve-forty-five. Perfect. She quickly tidied up her desk and then grabbed her purse out of her drawer. On her way through the receptionist area, she waved to the receptionist. “I’m out for lunch. Just send all calls to voicemail.”
Christine, the receptionist, grinned. “Enjoy.”
I plan to! “Thanks.”
She wasted no time getting into the elevator; making it outside into the dry, hot air; and hurrying down the street to the coffee shop. When she entered the small café, she took in the warm atmosphere where people were drinking coffee and talking quietly. Then her gaze landed on the man standing by the counter.
Lord Almighty!
She scanned Kyler from head to toe, and tingles sped through her. She’d never seen him in his police uniform, and holy shit, he was hot! When her gaze slid back up his tall, muscular frame, she found a full-blown smile on his face.
One brow arched. “Ah, so she likes a man in uniform.”
“Um, no.” She cleared her throat. “I like this man in uniform.”
He barked a laugh, then placed a warm hand on her back, ushering her into the booth on the right by the big bay window. Once she sat, he asked, with his smile intact, “Coffee and a sandwich sound good?”
“Sounds perfect.”
He turned and approached the counter, and her focus went straight to his fine ass in his blue uniform. Really, it was just the whole package: The gun, the uniform, it all spelled power.
He exuded sex.
Within a few minutes, he returned with a tray and placed it on the table. She smiled when she saw he’d ordered two sandwiches for himself, as well as a coffee, too. The man had proven he could eat, and then some. But she supposed that made sense; to fuel that hot body, he needed more food than she could possibly imagine eating.
Ella grabbed her coffee and sandwich off the tray, and then dug right in. As she bit into the sandwich, the honey mustard all but exploded in her mouth, being both sweet and slightly spicy.
A little like Kyler, she mused to herself.