Free Power Play [Pleasure Playground 2] by Eliza Gayle Page B

on him. He shook it off. Not yet.
    "I didn't say anything about not working. I said you can't model."
    "Same difference. It's a ridiculous demand, and you know it. I have responsibilities. Chase and Murphy count on me. I can't just walk away from that for an experiment. I've worked too hard for this career to give it up now."
    Her reference to their potential Dom/sub relationship as an experiment rubbed him wrong. There were so many things he intended to teach her if she got past this. He brushed the annoyance aside. “I've already talked to Chase about this, and he's in complete agreement. He says it's been a long time since you took any kind of break from modeling, and since it's bloody tough on your body, he thinks it's a terrific idea and about time you took a hiatus."
    "You did what?” she exploded. He practically saw her vibrating with anger. “How dare you talk to my boss about me behind my back."
    "It's what Doms do. We watch and observe and then decide based on what we've seen and heard what is best for you. It's your job to trust in me that I have only your best interests at heart and would never do anything permanently destructive.” He gentled his voice. “You aren't losing your job, love. Just getting a temporary reassignment. Give it a chance."
    Her eyes narrowed. “What kind of temporary assignment?"
    "Eve needs some help with Pleasure Playground. In case you haven't noticed, the poor girl is overworked. Besides trying to manage Altered Ego, the retail shops are set to open over the next six months, which means she has to interview and arrange for the appropriate kind of businesses that fit in with their vision. That's going to take a lot of time."
    Jennifer rolled her eyes. “You expect me to work as a secretary? Are you kidding? I've never spent a day of my life behind a desk, and I like computers even less. I've seen her work. She seems more than efficient enough to handle whatever comes up."
    Daegan lifted the edge of the sheet and gently tugged the covering from her body. “She's swamped. Chase was planning to hire someone soon anyway. This way Eve gets the help she needs, and you and I get the time we need to test drive the Dom/sub dynamic between us."
    "Jesus, Daegan. I'm not a car. A fucking test drive? Seriously?” Jennifer jumped to her feet, putting herself in a position where she towered over him. She stood with fire in her eyes and hands firmly planted on her hips, and he found himself turned on more than ever. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her down to her knees.
    "I love your fire. It drives me crazy. It also makes me want to control it.” He threaded his hands into her hair and tugged her head back, exposing her neck and throat. Unable to resist, he fastened his mouth to her neck and began to bite down on the tender flesh. Not enough to break the skin but more than enough for her to feel a bite of pain. She moaned. He bit at her skin over and over. Up one side and down the other. His bites would leave marks for several hours.
    Mine.
    He wanted nothing more than to push her to all fours, mount her, and fuck her.
    She wasn't ready.
    Once she accepted all of his rules. Really accepted them. Then he could take things to the next level. Until then, he needed to give her some space. He'd roll the dice and take a gamble. All his life he'd enjoyed playing games of chance, and his little hellcat had a choice to make before they went any further.
    He wrenched free from her mouth and let go of her hair. Blood surged to his cock at the sight of the red marks he'd left behind. Not to mention the glassy lust shining from her eyes. He could push her to the mattress and take what he wanted. He was certain. “I took the liberty of having dessert delivered, and I suspect it should be here any minute. Go on in the kitchen and have a seat. You can wait for me while I take a quick shower."
    Her eyes flared with an emotion he couldn't quite name. Where he'd expected resistance and anger, she'd for a second