Captured in Her Gaze (She Demands Perfection) by Jolie Dvorak

Author:Jolie Dvorak [Dvorak, Jolie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Two Hearts Press
Published: 2024-01-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Thea Voronov was in danger of falling in love.

If she thought about it, she’d known it from the beginning – from that first moment Mem Swan walked into her studio and proved all the promises her photographs made.

Thea had always thought she was above things like love. Once her stupid heart had figured out that Kate only wanted her for fun, she’d never truly believed she’d find anyone else. She had what she needed: money – far too fucking much of it – and the respect of the industry. She made the art she wanted to make. She did just enough work for Jasper to ensure she always had a friend in high places. And there was no shortage of women who were happy to be tied to her bed for whatever other pleasures took her whim.

What else was there?

She watched Mem now, holding her hand. She was tugging her over the footbridge at Camden Lock to find the perfect spot to sit along the edge of the canal. Her smile danced back at her, her fingers were sticky with ice cream, and they discussed the relative merits of pistachio and hazelnut gelato over the brighter flavours of raspberry and lemon.

What frivolous bullshit was this?

Thea couldn’t stop grinning like a fool.

“Under the willow tree?” Mem asked as if contentment, peace and joy were tangled in its branches.

Who was Thea to deny her? A smile like the sunrise was her reward.

Oh, Thea took what she wanted from Mem, certainly. Their nights at London’s finest establishments were a dizzying blend of luxury and sensuality. Opulent five star restaurants with private rooms, soft jazz, dim lights and Thea’s fingers in Mem’s cunt under the table. All the best parties, where Mem moved with a grace and poise that left onlookers entranced. The way Mem carried herself, every gesture screaming her elegance and refinement, swelled something fierce in Thea’s chest and made her proud to have her on her arm – even as Thea knew the clamps she’d put on the woman’s nipples under her dress would be winding her up like a toy. And the envy on the faces of every other person around them? That was the sweetest bonus.

Behind closed doors, their dynamic only intensified. In the depths of their intimacy, Thea served out control and Mem gave herself over with a vulnerability that both thrilled and slightly unnerved Thea. She relished Mem's surrender, but the younger woman’s willingness to submit and trust Thea so utterly was something she hadn’t anticipated. While the tight, enthralling burn of domination was exhilarating, the weight of Mem’s submission was humbling. It made Thea’s heart race in ways she hadn’t expected.

Mem wanted more from her.

Her curiosity was obvious. The minx went through Thea’s toy box with far too much glee.

“Can we play with this tonight?”

She was kneeling at the end of the bed, and she’d pulled a strap-on and harness from the chest there. She dangled it from one finger with an impish smile.

Thea knew exactly how to shut that cheekiness down.

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