Page 47 of Master Cole

Once inside her bedroom, she changed into the clothes she had laid out. Or, should she say, clothes Cole had given her. The teddy was perfect for tonight, because she was determined they would play. After dressing, she put her hair into a ponytail and slipped her necklace on before she jogged back downstairs.

She checked on dinner. It was almost done. Alicia had outdone herself. She’d made her mother’s chicken enchiladas and Spanish rice. The salads were in the fridge, along with a nice bottle of Sauvignon Blanc.

“Janie, I’m home.”

Chills slid up her arms at the sound of Cole’s voice. “In the kitchen.” She leaned back against the island and forced herself to relax.

“It smells wonderful ... ” His voice trailed off when he saw her.

Janie’s breath hitched at the blaze of passion flaring in his eyes. Oh, my goodness, it was like a switch flipped in him. He went directly to Dom mode.

“Will dinner keep?” His voice was deep and husky.

“Yes.” She turned away from him and flipped off the oven.

“Playroom, now.”

She didn’t hesitate; she took off for the playroom. Once inside, Janie grabbed a pillow and then assumed the position Cole liked. Cole walked in seconds after she’d dropped to her knees.

“You take my breath away,” he said. The rustle of fabric against fabric reached her ears. He must have removed his tie. With her gaze on the floor she had no visual evidence, but she had her hearing.

Then there was the thump of his shoes and another pause. The small click of one of the cabinet doors being opened had her catching her breath. She hoped he’d give her what she wanted tonight. What she needed. After a day like today, she needed to let go, to let Cole take her away.

“Get up and go position yourself on the horse.”

Janie rose and kept her glance on the floor as she moved toward the bondage horse.

“Not that one, get on the one with the shelf for your arms and legs. I want you on all fours for me.”

Her breath whooshed out. They hadn’t used that piece of equipment before. Changing course, she stared at the horse. How the heck was she supposed to get up there?

“Problems, my sweet?”

Janie jumped when Cole spoke in her ear. “I don’t know how to get on it, Sir.”

“Let me help you.” Before she could say a word, he lifted her up and carried her over to the horse. He set her knees on the cool leather before helping her lean over until her hands rested at the other end.

“Now let’s see.” Cole ran his hand over her spine. “This is a nice outfit, but you’re overdressed.”

She didn’t see how the sheer teddy made her overdressed, but his fingers were already at the fastening at her neck. The teddy top fell, then the ties at the side were loosened. The fabric was whisked from her body.

Cool air hit her skin, making her shiver with anticipation. Now all she had on was the pair of panties that came with the teddy. How was he going to take those off?

“Beautiful, Janie.” Cole trailed his fingers down her spine once again, to her waist and then beneath the panties. “But these have to go.” The fabric dug into her skin for a moment before there was a tearing sound.

He tore them? Before she could get her mind around it the same was done with the other side of the panties, and the ruined fabric was removed from her body.

“That’s better,” he whispered.

“I can’t believe you did that, Sir.”

“I’m impatient tonight, pet.” The pads of his fingers traced her ass, then down the back of her thighs.

“Please, Sir.” She squirmed beneath his touch. “It’s been too long.”

“I refuse to be rushed.” Palms cupped her breasts, kneading them, playing with her nipples, making them hard and wanting.

“Oh, yes, Sir.” Janie closed her eyes and let herself drift as Cole caressed her skin and breasts. Fingers toyed with her nipples and squeezed. Her back arched as the zing of pleasure slipped from her breasts to her clit.

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