Page 72 of Bling

Something told him it wasn’t a coincidence that he didn’t get one. “I agree, Sir.”

He let out a growl. “OK. I’m going to get to the bottom of this, but it can wait. I have things to do tonight.”

He ended the call and scrubbed a hand over his face. None of this would affect their weekend. It was time to take Isabelle to the dungeon.

Back downstairs, he found the women huddled at a corner table laughing. It was a delight to see his girl giggling with her friends as she sipped a martini. Damn Dakota. He had a feeling there was little else besides vodka in that glass.

With a half grin, he approached the table and put his hand on Isabelle’s shoulder. “Good evening, ladies. I’m here to reclaim my submissive for the night.”

“Awe we were having so much fun,” Cassie pouted as Isabelle tipped her nearly half full glass and emptied it.

“I always knew I liked her,” Dakota said with a grin.

Isabelle giggled and looked up at Garrett. “I promise I’ve only had one.”

He winked. “I trust you, Doll. Let’s go.”

When she stood, he leaned down and whispered in Austin’s ear. “I wouldn’t mind bending your ear about something tomorrow if you’re free in the morning.”

She gave him a thumbs up and he pecked her on the cheek. Now he just needed to find Jax. Turning, he took Isabelle’s hand and led her to the dungeon.

As they wandered the dungeon, they came upon a rope scene and paused to watch for a few minutes. Garrett didn’t have the patience for rope and stuck to metal or leather cuffs if he wanted to restrain a sub.

Ultimately, he preferred a girl just stayed where he put her and held whatever position he asked her to. That was the ultimate act of submission. Knowing she could get up and walk away from whatever he was doing to her, but she chose not to. Fucking hot.

He planned to test Isabelle’s ability to hold still later tonight.

As the scene in front of them continued, he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. “Go to the water station and get us each a glass of water, then get a clean sheet from the shelf and bring it to the last alcove on the right, please.”

She nodded and murmured, “Yes, Sir.” He stepped back and watched her walk away before turning toward the alcoves on the right side of the room.

When she brought the water, he toasted her and tipped his glass up for a long sip. After she’d drank a quarter of her water, he took the glass from her and set it on a nearby table.

“Spread the sheet over the lounger and come here. I want to undress you.”

While she did as he asked, he pulled his own shirt off, eager for skin to skin contact with her.

When the sheet covered the lounge, she came and stood in front of him almost trembling.

He slowly let his hand drift to the hem of her blouse and lifted it over her head. She willingly lifted her arms and he tossed the garment to the side. Reaching behind her, he unzipped the short black skirt she wore and pushed it down her hips, so she stood before him in only a bra and panties.

He could look at her all night just like this.

“Take your bra off,” he commanded.

When her breasts were free, he leaned against the small table and smiled. “Offer your breasts to me,” he said.

Her small hands cupped a breast in each hand, and she lifted them up as she moved closer to him. “These are for you, Sir,” she whispered.

He bent his head and sucked one nipple into his mouth, causing her to gasp and stumble backward. His arm shot out and captured her at the waste as he continued to lash at the sensitive bud with his tongue.

“So sweet,” he murmured as he pulled away.

“Onto the bed with you,” he said, pushing her in the lounger's direction. “I want you on your back with your arms above your head resting against the back.”

She hurried to comply with his order, laying so she was slightly propped up by the back of the lounge. Her long slender arms stretched above her, pulling her tits nice and high. The things he wanted to do to them, he thought as he watched her.

“Spread your legs for me, Doll. I should be able to see all of you right now. Nothing hidden.”

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