Unrestrained (Unrestrained 3)

His fingers stopped and instead, he pulled me against his body and kissed me tenderly.

"Oh, Ms. Bennet," he said and brushed an errant strand of hair from my cheek. "How happy you make me."

He pulled me into his arms and, together, we enjoyed the embrace.

On the way back to the hotel, we nestled together, my head leaning on his shoulder, his arm around mine, fingers playing with my collars. "I'm so surprised that I got off on the possibility we were being watched. I'm so inexperienced."

"I knew it was possible that first time we were at the dungeon party in Yonkers."

"Did you like that I had little experience or was it a drawback?"

He smiled and brushed the tops of my breasts, which bulged out of my dress.

"Don't kid yourself. Every man wants to be the first to introduce his lover to something pleasurable. I enjoy your inexperience. Your response when you enjoy something you didn't expect is a real turn-on for me."

I watched out the window for a moment, thinking about what he'd said. "And once we've done everything and tried everything? You won't get bored?"

He turned to face me. "Kate," he said, shaking his head softly. "After we've tried everything you want and I want, then we perfect it. Believe me, it takes an awful lot of practice to perfect any one thing. And," he said, leaning closer, touching my bottom lip with a finger. "And once we perfect something, then we enjoy the perfection. Stop worrying."

I sighed. "I know," I said, frowning. "I'm sorry. I should enjoy, right? No analysis?"

He nodded and kissed me softly before turning back to watch the streets outside the limo.

"I'm that girl, aren't I?" I said, sighing

He turned back to me. "What girl?"

"The girl who thinks too much."

He couldn’t hold back a grin. "That's my girl. D/s is intense. Everything feels much more significant. It's hard not to over respond." He then he turned to me, a serious expression on his face, but I could see mirth underneath, barely suppressed. "It'll pass. It's the high from the orgasm. I've read that the testosterone in semen gives the woman a bit of an energy boost, and drains it from men so it makes women wake up, their minds race while men fall asleep. …"

I smiled, leaning my head back to take him in. He was so gorgeous, so strong, so knowledgeable. I was so lucky.

"That's what I wanted to see." He took me in his arms and kissed my forehead. "You can't resist me. I don’t want you to. I like when you comply with me, Kate, so tonight I feel like you and I passed a threshold in our relationship."

"Really?" I said, surprised.

"Yes. Once you gave in, you allowed me to make all the decisions about what we'd do. No questions."

"It's not really fair," I said, smiling.

"What's not fair?" Drake said, pulling back a bit.

"You know," I said and put a hand on his chest. "You know my mind. Sometimes, I think you know me better than I know myself."

He smiled and trailed his fingers down my cheek to my throat, and then my collar. "I know you, Kate. I told you that the first night we were together. I meant it."

"How do you know me?"

"Your father talked a lot about you. He described you to a 'T'. He understands you far more than you realize."

Then he wrapped his arms around me and held me. The music on the satellite radio playing in the limo was something jazzy and mellow, and Drake held me close for the rest of the drive.

"I missed you all week, Katie," he said, his voice deep and warm.

I said nothing for a moment, enjoying the mood. Finally, I took in a breath.

"I missed you, too." I tried to pull away but he held me firmly.