Destined for the Dom (Masters of Submission, #2)(10)
Hunter pushed away from the wall, and purposefully strode toward her. A surprised gasp left her lips as he suddenly anchored her wrists in place above her head. She was so small and fragile. Her cute little face stared knowingly up into his eyes.
“That’s much better. I like my women to be well and truly kept in their place.” He felt her body squirming beneath his, but it was a halfhearted attempt at escape.
Although keeping it friendly, he had to exert his authority. This was his domain, and there were rules that needed to be followed. “Now this is my playroom, Peaches, and as such it is strictly off-limits to you. If I find you in here again, I’ll take it you want to play for real. It’s a rule I will strictly enforce, without exception.”
Hunter leaned down and brushed his lips across hers. He noticed the pulse at the base of her throat beating frantically, and he liked the power it gave him. He was in no doubt that Zo? was turned on by his authoritative manner. Maybe a little demonstration of his power would get his message across. He decided to deepen the kiss. He’d been wanting to ever since he’d laid eyes on her again. Holding her arms helplessly above her head, he captured her mouth, forcing his tongue between her parted lips, possessing her, owning her.
His cock immediately hardened, when he heard the submissive little animal noises reverberating deep in her throat. Zo? flexed her hips, her body arching beneath his. Wishing they were both naked, he ground his cock against her cunt, pinning her firmly in place, until she stopped squirming. He knew from the look in those beautiful green eyes of hers that she felt his erection, pulsing against her belly.
Her whole body trembled as he finally released her. Looking down at her submissive posture, he said, “I trust I’ve made myself clear?”
In a state of barely disguised sexual arousal, she stared up at him, and whispered breathlessly, “Absolutely, Hunter.”
Chapter Five
Two days later
“Are you sure you don’t want to come to Club Submission with me?” Hunter asked as he helped dry the dishes from their evening meal.
Zo? smiled and shook her head. “No thanks.” In the last couple of days, Hunter had told her all about the lifestylers’ club, and she had to admit, an evening out with him was very tempting. “I need to get an early night. I’ve a job interview in the morning.”
“Chill, Zo?. You’re entitled to have some fun.”
“As soon as I get a job, then I’ll chill. I just don’t feel right depending on you like this. I’m used to paying my way.”
“I’ve already told you about Matthew and Ethan, the brothers who own Club Submission. If I ask, they’ll find you a job.”
Zo? laughed. “Now that would be just plain crazy, Hunter, and you know it. How would you like me, watching you in action? Let me see, while I’m serving behind the bar, I could take notes, rating your sexual performance.”
Hunter considered her answer for a moment. “Maybe you’re right, Zo?. I hadn’t really thought about it. So what would you rate me on?” His penetrating blue eyes held hers, and a wicked grin spread on his lips, as he waited for her answer.
Zo? giggled. “Not that I’ve been to a BDSM club or anything like it, so I’m guessing here, but stamina, sexual prowess, and mastery of your sub, would all be rated on a sliding scale of one to ten. Although, I should warn you, I’ve never ever been known to give a score of ten.” Mike, her ex boyfriend had barely managed a five. She figured Hunter would rate far more highly.
Hunter laughed, and playfully touched her arm. “I love your sense of humor, Peaches. I’m so glad you came back with me. I’d forgotten how much fun we had teasing each other when we were kids at St. Mark’s.” He turned and put the last of the dried dishes in the cupboard. “So tell me more about this job interview tomorrow. Where is it?”
“It’s in Boston. There’s a club taking on exotic dancers.”
He frowned. “I thought you were done with all that, Zo??”
“It’s all I know.”
Hunter put his hands on her shoulders, and stared down into her eyes. “I mean this in the best possible way, but aren’t you getting a little old for flashing your tits and ass?”
Zo? felt her shoulders stiffen, and she bristled indignantly. Everyone thought she was getting too old, including herself. “I may not be as hot as the young girls, but I’ve got experience on my side. It takes years to achieve that sort of professionalism. Young girls may have the bodies to die for, but they just don’t connect with the guys as much as us older girls. A dancer has to make the man feel special.”
“Then maybe you should be teaching them instead, Peaches. Have you ever thought of running classes?”
“No, but it sounds like a really good idea. Maybe I’ll look into it if I don’t have any luck tomorrow.”
“Good.” Hunter leaned forward and kissed her cheek. “I’m gonna go and get ready. In case I don’t see you before morning, good luck with the interview.”
“Yeah, thanks.”
It hadn’t been the hardest decision she’d ever made to return to Boston with Hunter. The only thing that unsettled Zo? was her financial dependence on him. But as Hunter had pointed out, what was left for her in Pittsburgh anyway? It had felt wonderful when she’d locked the door to the crummy apartment for the very last time. She wouldn’t miss it one little bit. Her time in Pittsburgh had been tough. Now it was time for a new life, and a new beginning.