4. Chapter Four
Chapter Four
T he next day, Jared worked through the morning without a break, anticipating his afternoon with Angie.
She hadn’t been happy with him leaving her without satisfaction, but he wanted her on edge.
He wanted Angie to learn she couldn’t manipulate him any way she wanted, because he suspected she was used to easily dominating men.
He wasn’t one she could do that to. Never before had a woman stimulated him both physically and mentally. And he liked it. Jared went up the stairs to the third floor and into his special room. It was empty.
Disappointment hit him hard in the stomach. It wasn’t the first time a woman couldn’t handle his needs, but he’d had high hopes that Angie was different. She’d been so aroused yesterday. He hadn’t read her wrong, he was sure of it.
Her increased breathing, flushing of the skin, the flash of desire and need in her eyes.
He shook his head. It seemed in the cold light of day she couldn’t handle him.
He made his way across the room to close up the cabinets when she came flying into the room. She skidded to a stop when she saw him.
He took in the rumpled T-shirt, the messy hair, along with a pair of shorts and flip-flops. “You’re late.” He kept his tone level, even cold, but his heart unclenched with relief.
“I know. I’m sorry. I didn’t fall asleep until early this morning and woke up five minutes ago.”
Jared frowned. “Have you eaten?”
She shook her head.
“Let’s go.” He took her by the arm and led her downstairs to the kitchen. “Sit.” Jared gestured to the small table and opened the fridge. He quickly assembled a sandwich for her, along with some cheese and fruit. “Eat.”
She picked up the turkey sandwich and took a bite, then another one. Within a few minutes, the sandwich was gone, and she started in on the cheese and fruit. Jared grabbed a bottle of water and twisted the cap loose before he sat it in front of her.
Angie took a long drink, then polished off her food. Jared picked up the empty plate and set it in the sink; he could deal with it later. “Bring your water.” He gestured for her to proceed him. Once back on the third floor, she stood in the middle of the room, staring at him.
“What time did you fall asleep?” he asked.
“Around five this morning.”
“Why?”
“Why what?” She placed her water bottle on the small table and wrapped her arms around herself.
“What caused you to fall asleep so late?”
“Are you kidding me?”
The outrage in her voice almost made him smile. “Tell me, Angie.”
“I was frustrated, okay? You left me hanging, yet again, and there was nothing I could do about it.”
“You didn’t masturbate?”
“You told me not to.”
He grinned. “Good girl.” She’d obeyed him. He wouldn’t have blamed her if she had masturbated. Jared softened his tone. “Your outfit is on the bed; please put it on.”
She walked to the bed and picked up the teddy he’d laid out for her. Her gasp filled the room. “Umm, isn’t there something missing?” Her fingers tightened around the fabric.
“No.” The teddy was crotchless and had cutouts where her breasts would be. It gave him full access to her body. She’d look fantastic in it. “You have two minutes to change.”
“Where’s the bathroom?”
“Here, behind the panel.” He pushed against the panel and it popped open.
“Oh.” She walked toward the door.
“Where are you going?”
“To the bathroom to change.”
“You can change right here.”
Jared folded his arms over his chest. “I’m soon going to see you without clothes anyway.” He leaned against one of the cabinets, staring at her.
“Fine.” She turned her back to him. Interesting. He’d already seen her naked pussy, but he wouldn’t push her right at this moment
“Remove everything, I only want you dressed in the teddy,” he mentioned when she still had her bra and panties on.
Angie said something under her breath that he didn’t catch, but she kicked off her flip-flops, pushed down her panties, and he was greeted with the view of her ass. His blood heated. How would those pale globes feel when he spanked them? Paddled them? Flogged them?
His cock jerked as he watched her remove her bra and shimmy into the teddy. She then took her clothes and put them on a chair before turning to face him. The air left his lungs. He’d been sure the outfit would look great on her, but…
Shit .
The black lace cutouts hugged her full breasts, and the underwire lifted them to display them to their best advantage. Her hips shifted and he could see her pubic hair. He made a mental note to ask her about shaving another day. He didn’t want anything hiding her charms from him.
“Turn around, please.”
She glared at him but complied. Her ass was well displayed, the black G-string of the teddy dipping between her ass cheeks.
His gaze roamed over her lace-covered back to where her hair covered the fastening around her neck.
That would need to be fixed. He loved her lush hair, but it would only get in the way.
Pushing away from the cabinet, Jared crossed over to the table where her water sat and opened the drawer. He grabbed the hairbrush and ties he’d put in there yesterday, then moved the straight back chair from the corner and placed it in front of him.
“Come sit down.”
Angie didn’t say a word. Once she was seated, he gathered her hair in his hand. “You have beautiful hair.” Her drew the brush through her tresses.
“Thank you.”
“As much as I’d like you to keep it down, please braid it before you arrive each day.” He separated her hair and began braiding it. Within minutes, he was done, and a sense of satisfaction flowed through him. He hadn’t lost his touch.
“I’ve never had a man brush my hair before, let alone braid it.”
“I’m glad I was your first. Please stand up, face the chair, bend over, and place your hands on the seat.”
She hesitated for a moment before following his instructions. Jared put the brush away and then walked around Angie. He noted her rapid breathing and the slight shifting of her hips. Her nipples were taut, and her ass called to him.
“You were late today, and for being late, you will be punished.” He brought his hand down on her ass.
“Ouch!” She straightened, her hands covering her ass.
Jared gently took her hands. “Today, I will be forgiving because this is your first day. From now on, you will hold your position until I tell you to move. Understand?”
“Yes.” Her voice wobbled.
“I surprised you with the swat.” He released her wrists and skimmed his palms over her arms. “Go lie faceup on the bed.”
He probably should continue the punishment, but for some reason, he didn’t want to.
While Angie settled herself on the mattress, he stripped off his shirt.
The fabric was beginning to irritate his skin.
He was already barefoot, but he’d bet Angie hadn’t noticed.
“Arms over your head and spread your legs.”
Once again, she hesitated before obeying him. “If your arms start to hurt or go numb, tell me.”
She nodded.
“How are you feeling?”
“Vulnerable.” Her voice sounded soft.
“That’s understandable. What else is going on?” He moved around the bed, his gaze never leaving her. How the hell was he going to keep his control with her sexy body spread out before him?
“Confused.”
It took him a second to realize she was answering his question. “Why confused?” He wanted her to talk to him, so he’d keep prompting her until she did it naturally.
“My mind is fighting against this, but my body is enjoying it.”
He nodded. “Most people don’t realize it, but the mind is a sexual organ as well. While many think the mind reacts more to visual stimuli, it’s also emotions and sensations. When I swatted your ass, what were you thinking?”
“At first, I was outraged, but then heat spread through my body.” Her lashes fluttered closed, and she curled her fingers into her palms.
“Makes sense.” He could see her fighting to understand her feelings.
“Forget what you were taught before, that sex and sexual stimulation are wrong. There’s nothing wrong with being excited by a love tap, by a lover’s touch, or how your lover looks at you.
” His gaze devoured her as he moved around the bed.
Her nipples grew harder. She wiggled on the mattress.
“Be still.”
“I can’t.”
He stifled a grin.
***
How the hell could he expect her to keep still when he was looking at her with such longing. Like she was the most beautiful thing in the world. Anticipation filled her.
“You can be still, or I’ll restrain you.”
“You wouldn’t.” Why did she say that? She knew darn well he would. This man wasn’t one she could wrap around her finger and that excited her.
“Your choice.”
Damn Dominant. She forced her body to remain still and focused her gaze on the ceiling. Maybe if she didn’t look at him, her body would settle down.
“You make me so hot,” he said. “Your nipples are hard little pebbles. I can’t wait to suck them and put clamps on them.”
Damn ! Heat swept through her, and her gaze sought him out.
“Your abs are quivering.” He paused at the end of the bed and stared at her. “Your pussy is wet; I can see it.”
Angie groaned and closed her eyes, fighting not to close her legs or shift on the bed.
“I should rub a special lotion on those perky nipples.” She heard the pop of a bottle top.
Cold lotion touched her nipple. “Enjoy my touch?” His fingers circled her nipples, rubbing the lotion on and around them.
“I said special lotion, because soon, the blood will rush to your tits, and you’ll fight to stay still as heat fills you before I nip, lick, and suck those rosebuds. ”
Oh God . Her heart almost stopped as he closed his mouth over her right breast. He was right; heat filled her, almost like someone had lit a fire. He lifted his head and did the same to her left breast. When he was done, she was practically panting.