Page 62 of His to Possess

I tighten my hand around hers—I’ve been holding it since I dragged her from the box mere seconds after she told me she wanted to go to a club. I can’t seem to let her go. The strength of my desire to possess this woman continues to surprise me.

“Just eager,” I tell her, hoping she can hear the dark promise in my voice. From the way her hand trembles in mine, I think she can.

“There are a few rules we should discuss,” I tell her. May as well get this part over with now, while I still have enough blood north of my belt to speak in full sentences.

“Like at Club Wyld?”

I nod and even in the darkness I can see how wide her eyes are. It sends yet another thrill through me.

“You say the word red at any time, and whatever we’re doing stops.”

She licks her lips. “Okay.”

“I mean it, Lilah. This is the most important part. We see something you don’t like, you say red. I do something you don’t like, you say red.”

Again she licks her lips. “What…um…do you plan to do?”

I let a wicked grin spread over my face. “That’s up to me, isn’t it, love?”

She gives a little shiver and fuck, I want to start right now. Want to pull her right over my lap here in this car while we crawl through the congested Manhattan streets, crowds of tourists right outside our window.

“Next rule,” I say, squeezing her hand to get her to focus. “You follow every instruction when we’re inside.”

She rolls her eyes, and my hand twitches with the desire to spank her for it. “I’m not at all surprised by that one, Mr. Bossy.”

“It’s not just bossiness, Lilah. It’s for your safety, too. You’ve never experienced anything like this before. You need to follow my lead—and my instructions. Can you do that?”

“Yes.”

I raise an eyebrow. “Without being sassy?”

She gives averysassy little shrug. “Not sure I can promisethat.”

Without giving her any time to react, I lean over and take her earlobe between my teeth, biting down hard enough to make her squeal. “Go ahead and be sassy,” I whisper in her ear. “I’ll love punishing you for it.”

She shivers again, then pulls back far enough to study my face. “Is that what you’re going to do to me tonight? Punish me?”

The urge to touch her is overwhelming. I take a curl between my fingers, feeling the silky softness of her hair as I rub it against my skin. “Is that what you want?”

“Is it whatyouwant?”

I hold her gaze. “Very much, love.” She swallows, hard. “But only if you want it, too.”

She nods once. “I think…I want to try.”

She could have dropped to her knees and offered me a blow job right then and there and I wouldn’t have been so happy as I am in this moment. She wants to try. And I’m damn sure going to make sure I do everything possible to ensure she enjoys it.

When Lilah asked me to find a club, I didn’t even need to consider it. The Chambers is a place I visit frequently when I’m in the city. It’s not as familiar to me as Wyld, but I know several of the members and am well acquainted with the club’s offerings. My heart starts to pound harder when I see the familiar concrete block facade out my window.

“This is it?” she asks as the driver slows to a stop. “It looks like a warehouse.”

“Just the outside,” I assure her. “The top floor is a dance club and apparently industrial chic is all the rage these days.”

She laughs at my wrinkled nose. “Not your style?”

“I prefer The Chambers much better.”

“The Chambers?” she asks.