Not Your Damn Dom (Denial Book 2) by Valenti Amy

Author:Valenti, Amy [Valenti, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2014-09-16T16:00:00+00:00

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Spencer

I woke up alone, and for a moment I couldn’t remember why that was such a bad thing. Then I remembered the night before and rolled over with a groan, as though if I went back to sleep the whole problem would be resolved when I woke up.

My brain wouldn’t let me get away with trying that, though.

You topped Alex.

She fucking loved it. So did you.

You’re gonna break her.

You can protect her.

What are you thinking? You couldn’t protect Kristin and you were at the top of your game. What makes this any different?

I gave up on the attractive concept of oblivion and got out of bed instead, pulling on a pair of sweatpants and walking through the apartment room by room, checking for her.

I found her in the bathroom in her underwear, her panties pulled down, staring in fascination at the tiny, light purple marks that streaked across her ass here and there. The rest of her flesh wasn’t so much as reddened any more.

She noticed my reflection behind her and grinned at it. “Morning, Sir. Thought you said I wouldn’t bruise?”

I couldn’t help but turn her and examine the skin for myself. “Didn’t want to disappoint you if you didn’t.” The bruises were practically non-existent, but any marks were a big deal to a submissive. I remembered when I’d first marked Kristin, and she’d acted as though I’d just proposed marriage…

My smile faded and the lead weight that had crushed down on me back in bed returned. Alex noticed, of course, and wound her arms around my neck. “Thank you, Spencer. Last night was a fantasy come true. I can’t wait for the weekend.”

She’d disappeared into the hallway before I realised I’d promised to give her a full-on scene at the weekend. Could I go back on that now, since I’d given her last night? She’d never forgive me if I did. Fuck, what was I doing?

One more scene, and that would be all. Either she’d accept it, accept my limitations…or she’d leave. Either way, I’d promised her.

Shutting myself into the bathroom, I started my morning routine. I usually left showering until after I’d worked out downstairs for a while, but as the enormity of the previous night came down on me full force, I changed my plans and switched on the shower. I wanted to see Callum before my first personal training appointment started at eleven. If he was on set, he’d just fucking have to take a break, because I needed a sounding board and no one else knew the situation.

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