His to Command

He stood up. “Yes, I really have to get back.” Then he disappeared down the hall.

“Oh, Kate, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that you were … Well, I thought it was just a business meeting.”

“And why don’t you think it was?”

“Well, first there’s your face. It’s flushed. And then there’s the fact that I could see the edge of your lace panties in his suit jacket pocket.”

* * *

Late Monday morning, Kate received the papers from Matt’s lawyers. He definitely had an efficient team. Of course, knowing Matt, he’d probably already had the papers drawn up and just needed his lawyers to attend to the final details.

She looked them over. Everything was totally reasonable. After lunch, she took a walk and dropped the papers off with her lawyer, who had an office just a few blocks down from hers. He promised he’d look them over by the end of the day tomorrow and they’d meet to discuss them. She sent Matt an e-mail, telling him she’d be discussing the papers with her lawyer the next day.

That night, she dreamed of Matt. Touching her, commanding her. Making love to her. When she woke up, she masturbated to release the sexual tension thrumming through her.

God, she wanted him, and she was desolate that he didn’t think they could make a go of a relationship, but she knew he was probably right. The relationship had been failing two years ago and it was unrealistic to believe it would be different now.

Why, then, did he want to teach her how to be submissive? Would he do that in hopes of turning her around and making their relationship work?

Personally, she didn’t think it would work. She liked being submissive. She liked it too much. That was the whole problem. The only reason she was doing this was because she wanted to be around Matt a little longer, in an intimate way. And she knew, if he was training her as a submissive, he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off her. That had been proven again and again.

So they might not be able to have a long-term romantic relationship, but they could continue a sexual relationship. For a little while, anyway.

The next morning, her lawyer called to set up an appointment for that afternoon, and they decided on four o’ clock. She shot off an e-mail to Matt. After lunch, when she returned to her office, she checked her phone messages. There was one from Matt.

“Hi, Kate. I just wanted to let you know that I’ll be in town this afternoon and will join you at your lawyer’s office. That way, I’ll be on hand to answer any questions or concerns, then we can sign the paperwork and get that out of the way. I’m hoping you’ll join me for dinner afterward so we can discuss that other matter.”

That other matter. The one where she became his slave for a week. Her breathing became labored at the thought.

As she walked down the street on the way to her lawyer’s office, enjoying the bright sunshine and relatively mild temperature of the January day, a limousine pulled up beside her and the passenger window glided down.

“Kate? Want a ride?”

She glanced over to see Matt smiling at her. Her heart began to pitter-patter. The door opened and she stepped inside. She’d been enjoying the walk, but she enjoyed seeing Matt even more. Her knee brushed his as she sat down and heat pulsed through her.

The ride took only a minute since they were already so close. Matt accompanied her into the office and they pored over the papers together. Any issue her lawyer brought up, Matt responded to with ease, and on a few points, he approved changes to the wording to satisfy her lawyer. They were small enough that they just wrote the changes in, then both she and Matt signed the papers.

Matt held out his hand and she shook it. “Congratulations, partner.”

His big hand encompassing hers felt good.

He opened his briefcase and pulled out a check, which he handed to her lawyer. It felt so official now. Matt was her partner. Shouldn’t she feel nervous? Relieved? Maybe even panicky?

In truth, she felt all those things, but they were totally overshadowed by the sense of wonder she had just being near Matt … and knowing they’d be spending a leisurely dinner together, and maybe something more afterward.

Matt smiled as they exited the building and headed for the limo awaiting them on the street. “Now, I’m taking you out to a celebratory dinner.”

They drove across town to an elegant little bistro she’d never been to before.

“So, Kate,” he said after they’d ordered. “Have you thought about my other offer?”

Had she thought about it? She’d hardly thought about anything else. Hot images of him training her filled her days, and those images came to life in her dreams. They’d kept her at a sexual height for days. So much so that she could see herself sliding right under this table and devouring his cock rather than the delectable shrimp cocktail the waiter had just placed in front of her.

“Yes. As I mentioned before, I’m very interested.” God, she couldn’t believe her voice sounded so calm. As if she were talking about a business venture, when in reality they were talking about red-hot sizzling sex.

She took a sip of her ice water.

“I just wanted to make sure you hadn’t started to reconsider.”