Battleship (Anchored 2)

“Hey,” Jaxson squeezes my hand. He catches my gaze, and he shakes his head. “Fuck that guy. He’s a dick.”

“How do you know? Maybe I was a huge bitch.”

“Not possible. Anyone who would let you go is an idiot and anyone who would hurt you is a moron. That guy is an asshole. You deserve better.”

“Like you?” I ask.

“Exactly like me.”

Chapter 10

Thorn

By the time we’re finished with dinner, I’m completely impressed and overwhelmed with Lily. She’s so incredible. I knew she was special, yeah, but she’s so much more. She’s smart and funny and charming. We talked about our pasts and our futures and our goals, and we just had such an easy, carefree conversation.

It’s not often I meet someone who makes me feel completely comfortable. As a manager, I’m used to being in charge. I’m the one who demands other people do things. I force them to edit their work or fix it or make it better. Rarely do I get a chance to just relax and be myself around someone.

It’s a nice feeling.

“Well,” Lily says as we leave the restaurant. “Where to now?”

“That’s up to you.”

“Is it?”

“What do you think?” I pull her to my chest, and she gasps as her breasts rub against me. “Would you like to come back to my place?”

“For a drink?”

“Oh, it would be for more than a drink, pretty girl, so think hard before you tell me yes.” She looks up at me and blinks those pretty eyes. How can someone be so innocent and so seductive at the same time?

“You mean sex.”

“No, I mean submission.”

She licks her lips and presses them together. What thoughts are racing through this sweet girl’s head? I know she’s got so many questions. There’s so much she has to learn, and I could be the one to teach her.

I could show her.

“I mean I’m going to show you what it means to submit to a man, and I’m going to Dominate you, Lily. I’m going to bring you to the edge of pleasure and I’m going to hold you there while you worship my cock. Then, when I’m ready, I’m going to push you over the cliff of ecstasy. I’m going to make you come over and over and over again, and then I’m going to make you come again.”

She’s breathing hard now, and I know she’s holding on to every word I’m saying.

“What do you think, princess? Do you want to come learn what it means to be submissive? If you don’t want to come over, there are no hard feelings. I would never pressure you to come to my place.”

“I want to come over,” she says quickly.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.”

I smile, and nod to her phone. “Text Christina,” I tell her.

“What? Why?”

“First rule of Dom club: obey your Dom.”

She frowns, but pulls out her phone.