Page 2 of Salvage Him
"I can handle it, Sir," she said and continued to staremedown.
I stepped into herspace.
She gasped and teetered on her sky-highheels.
I reached around her, placed my hands on her ass, and lifted her inmyarms.
She wrapped her legs around mywaist.
With the club crowding the stage, I had a clear path to the privaterooms.
I drifted downthehall.
"You are a beautiful woman, Angelina. I want you to be my Angel tonight," I whispered as I tastedherneck.
"Yes,Sir."
I nibbled onherear.
Shemoaned.
My hand covered hermouth.
"My silent Angel. Once we enter this room, not a word and not a sound." Ileanedback.
"Y-yes,Sir."
"What's your safe word?" I squeezedherass.
"Ah, Red?" she asked with a cuteaccent.
"You sure?" Her innocence excited me. I ran my hand downherbody.
She blinked andnodded.
"Say it again." I slappedherass.
She jumped inmyarms.
"Red"
"Good, Angel.Goodgirl."
The club offered eight private roomsforplay.
The attendant nodded to signal my favorite room wasavailable.
I continued toward the door but didn't enter. I pressed Angel against it and sat her on mythigh.
Her eyes, full of lust, searched mine with concern and alittlefear.
I didn't like the fear, but it was expected. What else would you feel? It was in her nature to submit, but you always had that hint of fear when you scened with a newperson.
I hadit,too.
I also believed you couldn't feel that certain connection to someone in a true Dom/sub relationship until the fear was gone. The trust replacedthefear.
"I promise. I'll take care of you." I grinned and caressedherface.
