Page 99 of Wickedly Played
“I’m there,” she whimpers.
“Jesus!” I snarl as I place both of my hands on her dangerous hips to stop her from moving. “Serena, I want you to know something.”
“What is it?” Her eyes are snapping with lust, and I love that she looks at me with so much passion. I would do anything to keep that look in her eyes.
“You and me?”
“Yes?” Her delicate eyebrow raises.
“I just want you to know you have all of me.”
We’re back at home after our dinner, and the second part of my plan is about to commence. This is the part I have the most concerns regarding. Leading her into our room, I begin to undress her. Each little bit of skin that is revealed, I kiss.
She giggles as my beard touches her. “I’m not used to you being so sweet.”
Chuckling, I slap her on the ass. “You want me to be an ass?”
Shrugging, she turns in front of me, wearing only the lacy lingerie. “I want you to be you. I want the real Max Fitzpatrick. As long as you want the real Serena Jermaine.”
“I always want her.”
“Do you also want Mistress Aphrodite?”
I understand the power of the question she’s asking and the implications of the words. She’s asking if I still want her as a Domme even if she submits to me or after she’s been assaulted. If Serena’s ready to come back as a Domme, I’m prepared to step in as her bodyguard again as long as she’s ready for me to be her Dom.
“Are you ready for her to come back?”
Serena looks around the room, then winks at me. “With you? Yes. With Stella? Yes. With others? I don’t know.”
“How about we focus on just us, baby.”
I grab her hand, leading her to bed with her heels still on. She sits on the edge of the bed with a cautious look on her face. “What are you doing?”
“Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” she answers without hesitation.
The lack of hesitation means a shit ton to me. “Tonight, we leave all of our demons at the door. We exorcise all our ghosts and leave them out there.”
She looks around and then looks back at me with a smile of excitement. “Okay, Max.”
“Sweetness, lie on the bed.” I wait until she’s lying on the bed with her arms and legs spread just right for me to use the spreader bar for her legs. I would have brought her to Serena’s playroom, but I wanted to make sure I eased her into this first. I walk to the front of the bed to fasten the cuffs around her wrists, kissing her before releasing her. The clasps are tightened around her ankles snug enough to prevent escape, but not so tight that they will cut into her skin. “How does that feel?”
“Good.”
Her eyes are watching every movement of mine. I would have blindfolded her, but I don’t want to traumatize her even more than she already is. She’s been through enough lately. I take off my clothes, set them aside, and then climb onto the bed.
My breath catches while my eyes cascade down her body. “Fuck, baby. I’m glad you’re back.”
“I’m here, Max.”
“You’re never leaving my fucking sight. You get me?” I roll my hips against her pussy with the tip of my cock, hitting her just right to get her to moan loudly.
“Please,” she cries.
“Promise me you won’t leave my sight.”
“I won’t.”
