Page 65 of His to Possess

“Do you have a humiliation kink?” she finally squeaks out. “I know that’s like, a thing.”

“It is, indeed, athing,” I say, smirking. “I wouldn’t say it’smything, necessarily. Though I do find a little embarrassment can heighten certain pleasures.” I run my nose across her heated cheeks, humming softly. “And you do look so pretty when you blush.”

The waitress returns with the key. “The blue room is available to you whenever you’re ready,” she says.

“Thank you, Annabeth. Can you see that a bottle of champagne is brought around? And that the fridge is stocked with water.”

“Of course.”

Once she’s gone, Lilah looks up at me. “What’s the blue room?”

I brush loose hair out of her face. “One of the playrooms.”

Her eyes widen as she swallows, hard. “And you…want to take me there?”

“Very, very much.” I tilt her chin so she’s facing me. “I would normally take a new sub to some of the public playrooms, have them watch a few scenes first.”

“I kind of assumed that’s what we’d be doing,” she admits.

I shake my head. “Not tonight. Not with you.”

Her eyebrows furrow. “Why not with me?” she asks. “Do you…you don’t think I’m mature enough to handle the scenes?”

I laugh at the absurdity of that. “No, Lilah. That’s not it at all.”

“Then what?”

I consider the best way to explain the rampaging need I feel deep in my gut. “I don’t want your perceptions of this to be based on what other people do,” I finally say. “I want to be the one to show you. To help you discover what you might enjoy.” I swallow, a nameless, overwhelming emotion rising in my throat. “I want to teach you, love.”

She blinks a few times, expression softening. “I’d like that, too.”

Relief rushes through me. “Let me give you a taste,” I tell her, voice urgent now. I need to get my hands on this woman or I honestly think I might go insane. “Not too much, nothing excessively painful. Just let me make you feel good. Let me show you how it would be.”

She stares up into my eyes, hers searching mine as if she’s looking for something. She must find it because she nods, biting her lip. “Yes, please.”

Fuck yes.

I move quickly, too overwhelmed with need to go as slow as I would like. There will be time for me to savor her later. This is only the beginning—even if I have to move heaven and earth to keep her.

Lilah

Ican’t decide which emotion is bigger—excitement, fear, or desire? The three of them are all swirling in my belly, making me feel off-kilter and slightly drunk. I’m standing in a sumptuous room with dark blue walls watching Philip examine the many shelves and drawers filled with god only knows what kinds of kinky props.

A private room in a sex club. The third sex club I’ve been in this week. I can’t hold in the laugh at that thought. What in the hell has become of my life?

Philip looks up from the rack of paddles he was perusing. “You okay?”

I nod, feeling silly for my outburst. “Just…processing.”

He grins, then turns his back to me again. “Dress off,” he says, tone conversational and easy. Like this is just any other request.

“I…what?”

“Dress off,” he says, voice firmer now. “Bra and panties, too. I want you naked by the time I turn around. Oh, and leave the shoes on.”

Holy shit. I’ve never been completely naked in front of a man before. Even this afternoon, on his bed, I’d still technically had my bra on, though Philip had pulled the cups down to release my breasts. He’d also been stretched out over me the entire time.

But this? Standing here in front of him, in a fully lit room? Undressing completely while he remains clothed in that damn sexy tuxedo? That’s totally different. Way more vulnerable. More exposed.