Free Submissive Seductions by Christine D'Abo Page B

my first year rooming with Connie and how that insanity happened. Then if things go smoothly, we can see about another coffee on another day. Sound good?”
    Gareth took a step back, breaking my contact with his hand. Before I could ask him what he was doing, he’d grabbed his attaché case and jacket. Instead of going to the door like I’d expected, he simply stood there. Damn, he was frowning again, which meant he was thinking. I was an expert on how easy and deadly overthinking things could be.
    I couldn’t have that. And he didn’t deserve to continue to beat himself up over something he couldn’t have controlled.
    Slapping my hands against the side of my leg, I marched over to the door. I stopped before leaving, turned, and cocked an eyebrow. “I drink my coffee black.”
    Gareth’s lips twitched and he shook his head. I crossed my arms and narrowed my gaze. “The banana bread sucks there now. They have a new owner.”
    “Then we’ll buy muffins.”
    I took another step forward so I was standing on the threshold.
    He smiled, nodded once, and followed me through the door.

PART 2
    TRAINING THE DOM

CHAPTER 6
    You know, life seems a lot less complicated when you’re naked on the floor and your hands are tied behind your back. I mean, it’s hard to worry about bills, project reports, or that annoying, pain-in-the-ass, bitch-faced coworker when you are getting flogged and there isn’t anything you can do about it.
    Not that I’d want to.
    Fuck that.
    Master Gareth was somewhere behind me being extremely quiet. I’m always amazed at how he’s able to do that—be still and calm. I have so much energy inside me, its doing it’s damndest to explode from every cell in my body at once. I’ve tried a few times to mimic what he does and says in my day-to-day life, in the hope that some of his stillness would rub off on me. So far, no luck.
    “Liz, I can hear you thinking from here.”
    I shivered at the sound of his voice. It’s an automatic response after the two months we’ve been seeing each other. Master Gareth speaks, my pussy gets damp, and I have to fight the impulse to drop to my knees.
    Oh yeah, I figured out the whole submissive thing. I think I’m pretty much a poster child.
    The flogger makes a soft hiss as it cuts through the air before hitting my naked back. Shit, that didn’t even hurt. Nothing more than a love tap to get my attention. Okay, okay, I really needed to focus.
    I could turn my head and catch a peek of him, but that would be going against tonight’s rules. I’m not supposed to look his way until I’ve earned the right. Mind you, he tends to change the rules on me about halfway through. He’s such a tease.
    It’s one of the things that I’ve grown to love about him.
    Not that I’d tell him that. Holy shit, no way. If I’d learned anything in the two months we’d been together, it was that declarations of love would freak him the hell out.
    My lips have grown dry and I wanted nothing more than to wet them with my tongue. I won’t, though. Not yet. Right now the only thing I need to worry about is concentrating on him.
    “Sorry, Sir.”
    “What are you thinking about?”
    Christ, of course we’re going to have to play the honesty game tonight. “I was wondering how you can always be so still and quiet when I’m ready to run a marathon.”
    His chuckle does things to my body that shouldn’t be possible without physical contact. I’m pretty certain I could come simply by listening to him speak. Maybe I could convince him to read one of those erotic books Connie has. Oh yeah, I would totally be able to sell tickets for that shit.
    Actually no, no tickets. I’ve also come to the conclusion that I’m a wee bit jealous when it comes to Gareth. I was never good at sharing my toys. Right now, he’s most definitely mine.
    “Liz.”
    I squeezed my eyes shut and hoped I’d be able to resist the temptation to look. “I was also wondering if you’d read to me one night.”