“The fuck are we doing?”
“Making each other crazy.” I shoot him a smile. “I don’t want to lose you.”
“I’m not going anywhere, but you can’t be having thoughts like that and keeping them bottled up. Gotta talk to me or someone.”
“I don’t want to die. I don’t want what happened to control or define me. I’m not their victim. I’m not.”
“We can’t continue on this path where I let you pretend that everything is fine. No more hiding or holding back. Not with me. Not anymore. You’ve got me at your back.”
“You don’t have to hold back with me either. Not ever. I know you have a side to you that needs expressed...you don’t have to hide that part of you from me because of what I endured. If you want to collar me, spank me, cuff me, or even choke me—I want to give you that. You say I’ve been hiding and holding back but so have you. You’ve been denying yourself to protect me. Unless you’ve been getting satisfaction somewhere else.”
His gaze shoots to his feet.
“Have you?”
“Have I what?”
“Been spanking whores at the clubhouse.”
His gaze pierces mine, hot, dark, and filled with fury. “You fucking think.” he shakes his head. “Because I’ve not been rough with you that I’ve been fucking around behind your back with other women? Jesus, Hazel. That’s seriously fucked up. I would never fucking step out on you.”
Pam thought her man wouldn’t either is what I want to say to him, but it isn’t fair to compare the two men. Holy and Link are nothing alike.
“Then why do you handle me with kid gloves?”
“You know why? I don’t want you to associate that shit they did to you with me. I don’t want to cause you pain. I don’t want you to see them when you look at me. I don’t want you to ever associate when I fuck you with anything negative.”
“You not being yourself with me kills me.”
“You want me?”
“Yes,” I cry. “Cuff me. Collar me. Show me that I’m yours. That you want me to the point of madness.”
He jerks my terry cloth robe off my shoulders and lifts me. My legs wrap around him. Our mouths fuse together, teeth clashing. His teeth graze down my neck, nipping, and marking me.
His movements are quick and disciplined as though he’s done them a million times. Jealousy shoots through me at the thought of anyone else getting this from him.
I need to know that I’m it for him. To be reminded the light in his eyes shines only for me. We’re nose to nose. His breath fans over my lips, and I shiver in anticipation.
“Don’t hold back. I’m yours to fuck any way you want.”
In response he carries me to the dresser where my diamond choker sits. Without a word he puts me on the bed to wrap it around my throat. This is exactly what we both need. For him to own me and me to be owned.
“Perfect.” He strokes my neck admiring the jewelry. “Got something else for you to wear tonight.” Beni taps me on the thigh. “Be right back.”
I watch curiously as he gets a box from the closet.
“Been waiting for the right occasion and tonight fits the bill.”
He can’t be serious. Panties that come equipped with a remote-control mini bullet vibrator.
“No way.” I shake my head.
“Just think.” He kneels in front of me and scoots me so that my ass hangs off the edge of the bed. “I can zap you at any time tonight, working you up for the moment I decide to pull you away from the party and fuck your brains out. You won’t know when it’s coming.”
; “No way. Everyone will know.”