Free The Heart's Domination (Touched By You 3) by Emily Jane Trent Page A

be called, laughed delightedly. “I admire your enthusiasm. But, I assure you the only reason I’d like to carry these designs in my boutiques is that they will sell. It will make the customer more beautiful. Women will wear the designs and look as beautiful as they expect to. My customers will gladly pay for that.”
    Suzanne asked Natalie to meet with her again over lunch to discuss the finer details of the arrangement. They chatted a while longer about Paris , and fashion in general, before Natalie literally floated out of her office and into the Mercedes limo that waited for her.

22 – Bend To My Will
    Natalie wasn’t sure what to expect. The night before she’d discovered sexual power she hadn’t know n she had. She loved Tanner, and sex was a natural expression of love. She suspected Tanner preferred to dominate and she enjoyed his strength. He’d never disappointed her.
    But what greeted her that evening wasn’t anything she could have predicted. Tanner had said he wanted to do more, to go further. Natalie had forgotten about that. Her memory was quickly restored when Tanner took her to the playroom that night.
    When she entered, Tanner was wearing casual pants that hung low on his hips. She knew without asking that he wore nothing under them. His bare chest and bare feet were so sexy. She stood there, drinking in the sight of him.
    The lights were low and the room seductively warm. Natalie shut the door and stepped forward. She’d worn a light, silk robe.
    Tanner walked over to her and caressed her cheek. His domineering look was back, even more intently, and she wondered if last night had been only a dream. He touched her, gently, but his eyes were hard.
    “Tonight, I’m in charge,” he declared. “Agreed?”
    Natalie looked into his blue eyes, now dark with sexual intent. Whatever it was he had in mind, it was something that made him hot. She wanted to try. She nodded her head once.
    Tanner pulled the belt of her robe letting it fall open. He reached inside and cupped her breasts. “Lovely,” he said in a throaty voice.
    He lifted her breasts and let them fall several times, admiring the way the firm mounds bounced ever so gently. Natalie’s nipples hardened and she swallowed nervously. What was that look in his eyes?
    He pulled the robe off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. “You’re mine,” he said in a strong, deeply masculine voice. Heat flooded Natalie’s body. Why did she want to be his so badly?
    “Pain, up to a point, is pleasure,” he told her. “I’m going to do something tonight that will take you to intense pleasure. Remember,” he said. “You are always in control. We can stop at any time.”
    “Yes,” she said softly, “t he safeword.”
    Tanner’s eyes softened just for a moment. “Look down,” he commanded. “And don’t look up until I tell you to. And don’t look at me directly unless I give you permission. Do you understand?”
    Natalie nodded and looked down at her bare feet. She felt desire mixed with trepidation. She kept her eyes down, not really wanting to look anyway.
    She heard chains and various noises she couldn’t place. What was he doing?
    Tanner came over to her, and with his arm around her waist, walked her forward. She could tell she was near a sort of apparatus, one she hadn’t seen before. He must have had it stored somewhere, out of sight. She stole a discreet glance, against his orders, and saw a leather harness suspended from the ceiling grid. So, that’s what that ceiling grid is for.
    Tanner strapped her into the harness. It had wide leather straps with fur inside to cushion her skin. The straps went under her arms securely. Another strap went down to her thighs, and Tanner wrapped leather cuffs around the tops of her thighs. She felt the soft fur inside them also. Under her buttocks was another wide strap that supported her like a swing.
    She quickly realized that the harness held her securely so that Tanner could lift her with