Free Her Master's Collar (On the Hunt) by Sara Brookes

something big to wrap her hands around, right?” Everyone laughed at her joke, except Roland. His hand tightened around hers, clearly remembering those first few days. The air had literally crackled around them as he’d held his body against hers as he taught her to fire a weapon. One or two lessons would have taken care of things, but she’d found herself returning and seeking more from the enigmatic man.
    “She was a natural, whatever the size.”
    From the first moment she’d walked in the shop, she’d known there was something special about Roland. It wasn’t just her body that reacted to him. He made her want more of herself, made her want something out of the ordinary. With Roland, she always wanted more.
    “Well, you two certainly make a handsome couple.” Angie’s husband lifted his glass, as did the rest of the occupants of the table. “Here’s to love, hope and longevity.”
    Instead of toasting with the group, Roland kissed the back of her hand. “Hear, hear.”
    Twenty minutes later, Roland’s arm wrapped around Korene’s waist as they exited the lift. Her body still vibrated from his close proximity for the past few hours, especially after reliving the memory of how they met. When she coupled it with the reminder of how they’d fallen into the power exchange aspect of their relationship, she was more than primed and ready despite the fact she knew better.
    She wanted to give in to him.
    All he had to do was ask.
    “Markus tells me we’ll be arriving at the dock around eight tomorrow. The tourist shuttle will meet us immediately after to transport us to our destination at the volcanic park.”
    “Lots of hours between now and then.”
    “You’re right.” He leaned in, brushing his hand against her jaw. His thumb settled into the small cleft in her chin, a touch that sent her heart racing. Her already primed and ready body followed as she waited for the first precious contact. “It was nice walking down memory lane a few times tonight.”
    She nodded, not trusting her voice to form a verbal response. His lips were just a hairsbreadth from hers, his hot breath merging to spin between their perilously close bodies. He didn’t bother to hide his arousal from her as his very hard cock pressed against her abdomen. Right at this moment, her body chanting Roland’s name, she wanted to drop to her knees and worship his unyielding hardness.
    His free hand started to roam her body, brushing against her shoulder and then her elbow before closing around her wrist. As he securely held her, his tongue nudged her lips open. She accepted, sucking on him as he invaded her mouth. If she’d thought her body had been calling to him earlier, now it was shouting through a bullhorn.
    Her world tilted when he inhaled as he drove deeper. Despite the way he ravaged her mouth, he kissed her as if he alone controlled time and space. As if he had all the time in the universe to waste. Pleasure sliced through her core, her lips burning from the pressure as her head started to spin. Slowly and carefully, his tongue possessed her, teasing her tongue to spar with his.
    Her clit throbbed, unsatisfied with the inattention it was receiving. She wanted his mouth covering her down there too, sucking and nipping in much the same manner.
    He pulled away, nibbling casually on her swollen lips as they parted. Her breath huffed out, fluttering the collar of his shirt. She expected him to kiss her again, but instead, he shoved his hands into his pockets as he stepped to the far side of the hallway. His intense gaze seemed to bore through her. He kept those glorious eyes on her as he used his elbow to hit the lock for the suite across the hall.
    “One day.” He winked as the door slid closed.
    Damn the man.

Chapter Four
     
    One day at a time.
    Roland’s words echoed in her head as she took a shower the next morning. Her body still burned for him, still called out for him to put his hands on her. Even though she’d cursed him for