Page 56 of Possess Me

That’s when I also realized I’d fallen asleep in Vissarian’s bed. How did I know for certain? Because of the four massive posts leading to a gorgeous overhead canopy draped with gauzy material.

The bed in my cottage was fabulous and very comfortable, but the king-sized ornate piece of furniture was to die for. And I wasn’t that easily impressed. At least not by furniture. Groaning, I leaned over the edge, snatching it with my fingers. When I did, I noticed the vibrator on the nightstand.

Oh, my God.

A wash of embarrassment finally rolled over me, my face hot to the touch and automatically, I touched my cheek. A moment of near panic settled in. Where was he? Why hadn’t he awakened me?

Fallon,

You looked so peaceful I couldn’t wake you. I’m headed to a meeting with Hoffman. I brought something from the café for you and for the little tyke. Good news. The veterinarian called. Bella’s bloodwork came back just fine. I also took her for a walk. I must admit, I suck at getting her to follow my orders.

Completely unlike you, who follow them beautifully.

I’ll return.

V

Just ‘V’like valentine or Viagra. The thought brought a fit of giggles. He certainly didn’t need the drug at all as evidenced by how sore my body remained. Just wiggling on the sheets reminded me he’d spanked me.

Maybe my skin bruised too easily.

The pleasant thought turned immediately into a terrible one. Nope. I wasn’t going to go there.

At least he’d written the time. How thoughtful of him. And here I was thinking he wasn’t a nice guy. As I tugged the sheet, the soft material scraped against my nipples and I bit back a moan.

How many times had the man given me an orgasm? So many I’d lost count.

Whew. I was indeed sore all over.

“So, Mr. V walked you, huh?” I placed the note on the nightstand, shuddering as I envisioned Vissarian’s naked body. Better than a cup of coffee, although I had to admit that a steaming mug full was definitely needed right about now.

Maybe I could find a syringe and dose myself with a vial full.

The pup crawled closer, placing her head in my lap. “Well, baby girl. What are we going to do with you?” She looked much better after the bath, her fur so soft. If I had to guess, I’d say she was around six months old and I could tell by her paws she was going to be a very big girl.

I couldn’t bear the thought of leaving her here. It was obvious she was no one’s pet and I shuddered to think how strays were handled.

“Maybe I could take you with me. What do you think?” She pawed my arm, looking up at me as if I was her savior. How in the world could I pull that off? “Why don’t we make certain you have some water and see what Mr. V brought you for breakfast.”

And what he’d brought me.

We’d had a little picnic on the bed, but I’d only been so interested in food. Not when I’d had much more delicious items on the menu.

Like his lips.

His chin.

His chest.

His big, fat cock.

I planted my feet on the floor, remembering I wasn’t in my cottage. Where in the world had I left my dress? Oh, that’s right. Outside. Hmmm. Maybe I’d borrow one of his shirts. Why not?

He hadn’t bothered unpacking, but he had grabbed his shirt from the night before, tossing it near his suitcase. I chose that one.

Bella watched me as I held the material to my nose, inhaling deeply. Her single bark forced me to open my eyes. “What’s wrong?”

She barked again, finally jumping off the bed. I watched as she trotted from the room, laughing the entire time. Why did I have the distinct feeling she was going to be a diva?