Free The Commitment (The Unrestrained #2) by S. E. Lund Page A

told you, he did flog her and hit her with a cane. I don't know what he told you about edge play, but Sunita said he wanted to do it and she didn't and that's why they broke up. You shouldn't be so quick to trust complete strangers while ignoring your best and oldest friend. If you want to meet with her and talk, hear her side of the story, she'd be willing to meet with you. She left the lifestyle and is now looking for a normal relationship.
     
    I sat up and tried to gain control over my emotions. How could two people tell such a completely different story? Sunita had left the world of BDSM?
    Drake had never given me any reason to doubt him. At that point, I wasn't feeling much like going out again, but I had to meet her and try to make her understand. Since the night I saw her after Drake and I fell at 8 th Avenue, hitting my head and injuring his arm, Dawn and I hadn't seen each other. As much as Drake made me happy, and despite how much she angered me, I felt this hole in my heart because of my break with Dawn. I had to either resolve things with her or tell her goodbye.
    I sighed and texted her back.
     
I'll meet you before your shift. Try to keep an open mind and consider our friendship. If you really are my friend, you'll accept this no matter what your misgivings are and wish me well, not try to ruin it.
     
    I reached into my bag and found my bottle of Extra-strength Tylenol, took two, and drank the rest of my tea, hoping the pain medication would take away the aches from the Malarone.
     
    Drake arrived back at my father's apartment a while later, waking me up from a nap. He had taken his coat off and was unbuttoning his jacket as he stood over me.
    "Sorry to wake you. I tried to be quiet." He reached into a pocket in his jacket and pulled out a silver keychain with two keys. "These are for you. One's for the front door in case the concierge is off, and the other is for the apartment."
    "Chelsea?"
    He nodded. "There may be days I can't be there before you. Besides, I like it when you wait for me."
    I took the keychain and examined it for a moment. The chain had a silver pendant at the end with a K engraved on it.
    "Thank you." I slipped the keychain onto the coffee table and stretched, watching him as he removed his jacket, leaving him in his suit pants and crisp white shirt and black tie. He looked amazing, as usual. "I was a bit under the weather earlier. I think it's the Malarone I had this morning."
    He sat on the side of the couch and then bent down and kissed my forehead as if taking my temperature.
    "Did you take some Tylenol?"
    I nodded.
    "Feeling better?"
    I nodded. Then, he bent back down and kissed me, his mouth covering mine possessively. Of course, the touch of his lips on mine sent a thrill through my body.
    "Mmm, I love it when you're all warm and sleepy," he said, smiling. He ran his fingers over the swell of my breast above my sweater. "I want to ravish you every time I see you after we've been apart."
    I smiled back as he leaned down, his face nuzzling the crook of my neck. "I feel the same way. Except I want you to do the ravishing."
    "That's my little subbie." Then, his lips followed his fingers, traveling down my neck to my collar, and then over it to my chest. He unfastened the top button of my sweater and pulled down the fabric of my bra to expose one nipple. When he closed his lips around it, his tongue warm against my flesh, I gasped.
    "I think I want you in your bedroom," he said, a gleam in his eye.
    "Drake, my father …"
    "Shh," he said. "Your father's old enough to know not to enter your bedroom in the middle of the day when both of us are home and nowhere to be found. Relax … He's probably in the middle of one of his meetings and isn’t likely to come in anytime soon. Where's Elaine?"
    "She's out for the day. I have to talk to you about something."
    "Later." Then, he silenced me, kissing me forcefully. "Submit, Katherine ."
    I tried to give in, letting him bare both my breasts, his