29. Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Twenty-Nine
M arcus
“Why are we getting out of bed?” Cassie asked several hours later.
“There is something I want to show you.” I pulled her to her feet. While we’d lain in each other’s arms, in the afterglow of yet another earth-shattering climax, I knew I wanted to show her my special room.
Taking her hand, I pulled her out of the bedroom.
“Wait a second.” She tugged me to a stop.
“What?” Now that I’d made the decision to show her the room, I was impatient to see her reaction.
“I need my robe.”
“No, you don’t.”
“Marcus.” The exasperation in her tone made me smile.
“We’re the only two people in the house. Besides, I like having you naked and ready for me.”
Her cheeks turned pink, and I couldn’t help but grin. With all we’d done together, she could still blush. I loved it. Leaning down, I brushed a kiss against her lips, then tugged her out of the room and down the hall. At the door, I punched a code into the electronic lock.
“Why is this room locked?”
“Long story, I’ll explain later.” I’d put an electronic lock on the room when an old girlfriend broke into my home and this special play room. She’d ruined several thousand dollars’ worth of stuff before the police arrived.
I slipped my arm around Cassie’s waist and guided her into the room, waiting until we were deep within the dark space before saying the command to turn the lights on.
I kept my gaze on her face, not surprised to see her eyes widen, her lips compress, and her arms cross over her breasts. Had this been the wrong move?
She slipped out of my hold and walked over to the leather-padded bench. “Oh, my goodness.” She ran the pads of her fingers seductively over the supple material before moving to the swing suspended from the ceiling.
I watched as she padded around the room, her feet almost silent against the highly polished floor. I kept my gaze on her, judging every little nuance. She didn’t seem repelled by the room, more curious.
Could she accept this was a part of me? Or would she walk away because of it?
“Your special room?” She glanced over her shoulder at me, her breathing rapid.
“Yes.” I moved to join her. “Explore the room all you want.” Then I commanded, “Unlock all cabinets.” I wanted her to have access to everything—I would keep nothing hidden from her.
As locks clicked open, she jumped and stared at me.
“The room is voice controlled, set to my voice only. Helpful if I only have one hand free.”
“Another one of your R&D projects?” She strode over to the sixth cabinet and opened the door.
“I’m very creative in my R&D work.” I forced myself to stand still, but watched her carefully. From what she’d shared with me, I didn’t want her to panic. Not now. All I could do was hope she didn’t. While I hadn’t used everything in this room yet, I loved my collection of BDSM toys and equipment.
There were six cabinets, and the sixth one was about half full of whips and paddles. Her soft gasp filled the room, and I couldn’t stop myself from moving to her side. My arm curved around her waist, anchoring her to my side. A small tremor shook her frame.
“Spanking cabinet.” It wouldn’t have been the first one I wanted her to look at, but I wasn’t going to hide anything from her. I’d allow her to discover what appealed to her.