Dom X by Sisters Soul & Martin Alexandra K & Hernandez Ebonie

Author:Sisters, Soul & Martin, Alexandra K & Hernandez, Ebonie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Alexandra K Martin Books
Published: 2023-05-16T00:00:00+00:00

7

NEALA

Strutting from the office as calmly as I can without giving away just how much my heart is pounding against my ribs, I get myself away from Julian Taylor, my sub. My sub! What the . . . ?

All week I’ve tried to imagine Julian as my sub, wished for it even, but I just couldn’t quite get a handle on it. The moment I saw that birthmark, I lost all sense of reality. I apparently also lost all sense and knowledge of being the Dom in this dynamic duo.

“On your knees.” The deep command from Julian resounds around my head as I travel down floor after floor in the elevator. I shouldn’t have done it, yet I’d wanted to. I’d wanted his cock deep in my throat and then I tasted him. And my God, he tastes so good!

The elevator slows and comes to a gradual halt, and the doors slide open. I step out, never once faltering as I walk through the main doors and to the car park. I pull open my car door and slink into the driver’s seat. Not sure what I’m doing, or where I’m even going, I drive.

It isn’t till I arrive at my apartment’s parking that I realise what I’ve actually done: walked straight out without a word. I pull my phone from my handbag and begin to type a message.

I’m sorry I’ve . . . No, I hit the delete button.

We need to talk . . . Nope. I delete again.

Debating what I actually want, I begin to type again.

I suggest you arrive at my apartment within half an hour. You need putting back in your place. Mistress.

I hit the send button and watch as delivered pops up. A few moments later, it changes to read. Why should my heart still be pounding and my mouth feel as dry as Gandhi’s flip-flop?

I’ll be there in less than half an hour, Mistress. Sub.

Quickly I type in my address and I’m out of the car and heading for my apartment door before my pointless anxiety does anything else out of character.

My aching, heeled feet race me up and into my bathroom before I even realise it, an uneasy nervousness hot on my tail—a feeling I’m not used to having. What is Julian doing to me?

Closing the bathroom door behind me, I lean against it and place my hand firm against my racing heart. The flutter of butterflies dances behind my ribs, and the throbbing of my greedy cunt has my mind pouring over every hot and dirty deed I want to do to my new sub.

I can’t wait to remind him of his place in our relationship. Relationship? Where the fuck did that thought come from? Agreement. Yes, agreement is a much better term for what we have. A very mutually satisfying agreement.

With my thoughts utterly in the gutter, I turn my shower on, pull my hair into a high messy bun, and strip off all my clothes, pausing to stare at myself in the full-length mirror.

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