Page 61 of Enthrall Ecstasy
“Faulkner’s refusing to train me any further.”
“Really?”
I could tell she didn’t believe me.
I was a gentleman when it mattered. I’d made it my business to watch over vulnerable subs.
Rue was simply too erotic a creature. Her adventures needed careful orchestration. She was stunning and wild and authentic in ways I’d only touched on and she was all the things this world could destroy.
Someone had to look out for her.
Or was the truth too selfish to contemplate? That I’d let my jealousy get in the way and not wanted anyone else to have her.
Own her.
If I were to admit this, I’d really be an asshole.
I hadn’t just done this for Carrie. I’d done it for me, too, if I were honest.
Rue being dominated at that level, being possessed entirely by another. That was only going to happen when she was able to grasp the consequences of that level of surrender. She had to be psychologically prepared to go that deep.
“Don’t like hospitals?” she asked, probably because of my quiet musing.
They weren’t exactly fun houses. “How do you like the ER?”
“You don’t get to behave like we’re friends.”
“Frenemies, then?” I gave her a heart-stopping grin.
Rue sighed and then glanced down at her phone. “I have another patient coming in.”
“Right, of course.” Though I stood looking at her as though letting her out of my sight was a mistake.
“How have you been?” she asked softly.
“Me? Fine.”
“You don’t look fine.”
God, I really must look like crap considering Richard brought up my appearance earlier. I caressed my beard, feeling bristles beneath my fingers.
“It makes you extra fuckable,” she said, gesturing at my beard.
My cock stiffened.
Little minx.
I knew just how to rein in my dick by saying, “How’s your Domina?”
“I’ve not spoken to Carrie in weeks.”
“Sorry to hear that. Why?”
“The place just wasn’t a good fit.”
“Why?”
“After going to Pendulum without permission, I was forbidden to orgasm for two weeks as punishment.”
