The Art of Submission by Ella Dominguez

The Art of Submission by Ella Dominguez

Author:Ella Dominguez [Dominguez, Ella]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, BDSM, love, spanking adult sexual, Passion, bared to you, dommewhipping bdsm sex erotica, domination and bondage, erotika, domination and submission erotica fantasy, domination spanking, 50 shades of grey, domination submission, love romance, gabriels inferno, domme, bondage, passion and lust, oral, angst, beautiful disaster, passion sexual desire hurt rage
Amazon: B008TD2QIE
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 15

Dylan

After our short-lived laughing fit, Isabel surprises me by grabbing my face, looking straight into my eyes and telling me, “I want this to work between us, Dylan. Whatever this is.”

Yes, me too. Her eyes are intense and she scans my face looking for some kind of explanation of what this is. I’m not even sure what exactly this is, either, but I like it. When I don’t respond to her, she stands up, grabs her clothes and asks where the restroom is. I don’t want her to leave, I just want to sit here and enjoy the moment, but she looks determined. I point the way and she disappears. I sit stunned for a moment, trying to make sense of what I’m feeling.

I get up and grab my clothes and get dressed quickly. Without thinking, I walk towards Isabel’s paintings and take one down from the wall. She deserves this much for everything that just happened. I’ll give it to her as a peace offering, hoping that she’ll consider my contract once she’s sees that I’m amenable. I try to straighten my clothes and make myself presentable and I wait for her by my desk.

When she comes out of my private restroom, she looks different somehow; more confident and her coloring is striking. Her cheeks are flushed and her normally unruly halo now looks uncontained in a just-got-fucked kind of way. I feel my cock tremble just looking at her. Damn. Concentrate Young. When she sees me holding her painting, she halts and I see a small smile play on the corners of her mouth.

“This is for you. It’s the least I could do after the way I acted earlier.”

“You don’t want it anymore?” She asks bewildered.

“Oh yes, I still want it, but I know how much it means to you. I want this to work between us, too, Isabel. Whatever this is.”

She walks towards me, takes the painting, lays it down on my desk and hugs me. I didn’t expect this kind of reaction from her. Her arms feel so good around me. I half hug her back, feeling awkward and unsure about this display of emotion. She must sense my hesitation because she pulls away and then apologizes.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean anything…. I… I just wanted to thank you is all.” She looks embarrassed.

Shit. Why did I hesitate? Now she’s not looking me in the eyes anymore. Nice going, Dylan.

“I should go now.” She says abruptly, grabbing her painting and heading towards the door.

No. I want her to stay, but my mouth isn’t cooperating and I just stand there like an asshole, not saying anything. Fuck. She picks up her bag and opens the door to leave. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“Isabel, wait. I’ll give you a ride home.” Finally, my brain and mouth are communicating again.

“No, I’ll be fine, but thank you.”

What? No? She just said no to me?

She heads out my office door hurriedly. I grab my messenger bag and keys and catch up with her just as she’s getting on the elevator.



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