F aith stood in the living room door, watching Eve recline on the lounge with a book. Eve, spending the evening relaxing? That was a sight Faith never thought she’d see.
Eve looked up at Faith. “You’re back. The kids are at Harrison’s?”
Faith nodded. She’d just dropped them off. The new custody agreement had been in place for a few weeks now, and it was working well. Eve was much more relaxed these days. And Faith finally had a regular work schedule now that the twins had a set routine. However, she ended up spending most of her days off with Eve anyway.
It was a relief, to finally be able to be with Eve openly. However, they still hadn’t told the twins about their relationship. They were taking things slow on that front. Whenever the twins were home, Faith and Eve continued to keep things strictly professional between them.
But right now, they had the house all to themselves .
“And you’ve tidied up the kids’ rooms?” Eve asked. “Folded their laundry? Packed away their toys?”
“Everything is taken care of,” Faith said.
“Good. I have one last task for you.”
“What do you need me to do for you?”
Eve placed her book down carefully and stood up. “I need you to go wait for me in my bedroom.” The look in her eyes made it abundantly clear that this task had nothing to do with Faith’s job.
Faith chewed her lip, feigning hesitation. “I don’t know. I’m supposed to be off the clock.”
Eve grabbed Faith’s arm and yanked her in close. Faith yelped in surprise.
Eve spoke into her ear in a sharp voice. “Consider this overtime.” She released Faith from her grasp. “ You have five minutes. When I come in, I expect to find you kneeling on the bed.” She ran her eyes down Faith’s body. “And take that dress off.”
Faith gave her a cheeky grin. “You’re the boss.”
She headed to Eve’s bedroom, closed the door, and stripped off her dress before climbing onto the vast bed, kneeling in the center of it. At least Eve had asked Faith to kneel on the bed and not on the floor like she had a few times before. Now that she and Eve were free of all the restrictions that came with a secret relationship, Eve had gotten far more creative with her games. She seemed to revel in coming up with delightful new ways to torment Faith. Just thinking about it made her ache.
After what seemed like an eternity, Eve entered the room. Faith’s lips fell open. In that short space of time, Eve had undergone a transformation. Her hair was loose, and her lips were a dark crimson that made Faith want to taste them. And the rest of her? Faith didn’t know where to look. The red-soled heels Eve wore elongated her smooth, bare legs, and the tiniest pair of black panties were on her hips. The only other piece of clothing Eve had on was a black corset. It was the same corset she’d worn to Lilith’s the first night Faith had set foot inside.
Seeing Eve dressed in that outfit flooded every cell in Faith’s body with need. And yet, the woman who stood before Faith was so far removed from the woman in the corset from that night. She wasn’t the Eve that Faith had met the day of her job interview either. Although she was just as strict and domineering, the fire behind her eyes spoke of both passion and warmth. This Eve, Faith’s Eve, was far more irresistible than the woman in the corset.
Eve’s eyes wandered down Faith’s near-naked kneeling form. She hadn’t swapped her glasses out for contact lenses like she often did, and the way she gazed at Faith from over the top of them sent Faith’s pulse racing.
Faith peered back up at her from under her eyelashes. “Do you like what you see?”
Eve grabbed Faith’s chin, jerking it toward her. “You’re being far too cheeky today. For the rest of the night, you’re not to speak unless spoken to. Do you understand?”
Faith nodded. Pushing the limits of the woman who held Faith’s pleasure in her hand was not a smart idea.
“For the record, I do like what I see,” Eve said. “I always do.”
Eve leaned down to kiss her, pressing herself against Faith so forcefully that they both tumbled onto the bed. Eve tore off Faith’s bra and panties, her lips never leaving Faith’s. Faith deepened the kiss, the fire within her flickering and flaring.
Eve drew back and reached over the side of the bed to open one of the drawers underneath it. It was already unlocked. Eve was prepared. What did she have planned?
Eve dug around in the drawer, then pulled out the spreader bar. She dropped it on the bed by Faith’s feet. “I’ll need your ankles.”
Faith sat back, her legs stretched out before her, memories of that night on camera flooding her mind and body.
“Not like that,” Eve said. “I want you on all fours. And turn around.”
Heat rushed to Faith’s skin. A position like that, combined with the spreader bar, would leave Faith vulnerable. But she trusted Eve. And that was what made it so delicious.
Faith got on her hands and knees, facing the headboard.
“That’s better.” Eve picked up the spreader bar and disappeared behind her.