Dirty, Sexy Dom by Trista Ann Michaels

Author:Trista Ann Michaels [Michaels, Trista Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B016LR2QU2
Published: 2015-10-13T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

Ashley stepped into her apartment at the hotel and gripped the straps of her purse so hard she worried she might break her fingers. Glancing down at her hands, she loosened her grip and set her purse on the table. Jonathon, she noticed, headed straight for the fireplace. He grabbed the matches on the mantle before squatting down on the hearth and rearranging the wood inside the grate.

“A fire will feel wonderful,” she said trying to think of anything to say that would take her mind off sex.

Jonathon glanced over at her briefly and grinned before ducking his head to check the flue. Satisfied it was open all the way, he straightened back up and grabbed a couple of logs from the basket she kept by the hearth.

“While I take care of this I want you to remove your clothes and rejoin me in here,” he stated.

Ashley stared, speechless. Just like that? Take off your clothes and come to me?

“Now, Ashley,” he said without looking at her.

With a tired huff, she started for the bedroom, but stopped when Jonathon called out to her, a warning in his tone. “Ashley.”

“What?” she asked, unsure what, if anything, she’d done wrong.

He leveled his hard gaze on her and sent the butterflies in her stomach fluttering to life. “What did I tell you to say?”

She thought frantically. Crap. “Yes, Master.”

He gave a satisfied nod. “You may resume. Don’t take too long. You don’t want to see what happens if I have to come get you.”

So he thinks, she thought and then giggled softly. He jerked his head up and stared at her with a look of surprise.

Her giggle died a quick death. “Sorry,” she mumbled as she scurried to the bedroom. “Yes, Master.”

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Jonathon watched her go and grinned. What had she found so funny? He’d drag it out of her one way or another. Using one of the matches, he lit the firestarter block and sat back. The flames licked upward, catching the twigs and smaller logs on the fire. The heat felt good and would help warm Ashley’s skin. He had no doubt she would be cold when she came out.

He’d planned to use her playroom tonight, but maybe he should use this time to talk to her, find out if she had any questions or if there was anything that frightened her or turned her off.

Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Ashley as she stepped around the corner. She appeared uncertain and alittle awkward as she reached out to grab the corner of the wall and steady herself. Jonathon turned to fully face her and let his gaze wander down her flushed skin, over her perky breasts, her rounded hips and thighs. When his stare landed on her socks, he couldn’t stop the amused twitch of his lips.

He brought his gaze back to hers. “My feet are freezing,” she whispered.

He gave a nod of understanding and held his hand out to her. “Come here.”

She started walking toward him, and Jonathon cleared his throat, quietly reminding her of what she’d forgotten.

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