Beyond Control by Ashley Logan

Author:Ashley Logan [Logan, Ashley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KDL
Published: 2018-10-28T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

NINA

Alone in my apartment again, I look at the tall stack of gratuity envelopes branded with the name Jane.

Maybe I should change my stage name to Antsy-Nancy.

I’ve only been thinking about the guy, but Mitchell Jones has been driving me wild.

His effect on me is coming through in my dancing, and after seeing him in the flesh earlier today, there was no holding back the steam pouring out of me on stage tonight. Debrief saw me dying of embarrassment when my pack started literally howling in approval.

I couldn't escape to my apartment fast enough, but now I'm faced with sizzling thoughts even when I'm trying to distract myself. Because of that man, there’s a mountain of tips in front of me that awaits a decision.

What to do?

I should probably buy Mitch a present with all the extra cash I've been getting, considering he's the inspiration. Scuttling off my bed, I grab my bag from the door hook and grope around in the bottom. My fingers recognize velvet and I pull out the tiny bag I've been trying to forget about.

Twisting the little ring in my fingers, I wonder what I could possibly get Mitch that would make his heart rush the way mine does when seeing his gift.

A set of studded leather cuffs?

My jaw tenses as a shiver runs through me. Half pleasure, half fear. The thought of being at Mitch’s mercy is both titillating and alarming.

My brain can see that he’s a good man. A caring, family man, who fights crime and nurtures underdogs and cats into confident beasts.

I’d love to be a confident beast, but no matter how much I tell myself I can trust him, I can’t seem to let go of the harsh lessons I’ve learned.

Every time I get brave enough to think about sliding his ring through my nipple, I can’t bring myself to do it. I’d feel like... his.

I’ve spent the last several years convincing myself that I’m mine. Am I just going to give myself over like that?

Maybe I’m already there.

He practically has me panting for him whenever he’s close. That’s a power I’d rather he didn’t have. I should be in control of my desires; not him.

I’m not though. I freak out at the mention of rope one minute, and the next I’m thinking about fucking handcuffs.

Why get him leather cuffs when I could get myself a collar and hand him the leash?

Tucking the nipple ring back into its little velvet bag, I take a few breaths and shove it back to the bottom of my bag.

Today I could’ve sworn that I wanted him to do all sorts of things to me, but now I’m not so sure. I’m still not ready at all.

Kicking my bag to the floor, I scold myself for craving something I’m apparently allergic to. It’s never going to work.

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