palms,
kissing her as Addie searched blindly with her hands for his T-shirt. Finding
it, she slowly stood and pulled down her skirt. She tossed it on William’s lap.
“I’ve got to get back. Thanks for “lunch.”
“You’re fucking kidding me, right?”
Addie bent down to retrieve her shirt as William grabbed her
wrist. Her eyes met his. “No. I’m not kidding.”
“Addison, I didn’t invite you here for this. We need to talk.”
Addie walked to the bar and slipped her feet into her black
pumps. “Yeah, well, I didn’t come here to talk.”
William stood and fastened his jeans. “Cancel your afternoon.”
“I’m not canceling anything.” Addie huffed.
“I said cancel your afternoon, Addison. We need to talk.”
William walked to the bar and grabbed Addison’s phone before she
could get to it. “I’m only going to ask nicely once more. Please cancel your
afternoon.”
She tried to wrestle the phone from him to no avail. His hands
were too big and too strong. William picked Addie up in one fell swoop and
carried her to a room she hadn’t seen before. “This isn’t funny, William. I’m
not playing anymore.” Addie laughed nervously as he set her down and cuffed her
to a chair in the dark room. William lowered his voice and smiled at her all
disheveled and cuffed in his house. “Neither am I.”
“Damn it. This isn’t funny. Seriously.” Addie’s tone grew pissed.
William undid a few more buttons on her shirt and kissed her
cheek. “I’m going to go make a few phone calls on your behalf, and then I’ll be
right back. You stay put, okay?” William winked.
Addie threw her head back and exhaled. “If you don’t un-cuff me
right now, I swear this is the last time you’ll ever see me set foot in your
house again. Do you understand?”
William laughed as he slowly closed the door. “Oh, somehow I
doubt that.”
William spent much of the rest of the afternoon slowly
pleasuring Addison in all the ways she had no idea she’d even liked to be
pleasured. He made her beg and plead with him as he brought her to the brink
again and again, her anger only making their lovemaking more intense. He
introduced her to the arsenal of toys and riding crops he’d bought just for her
but kept it a little more vanilla than he hoped because he could tell she
wasn’t used to being on the other side of the coin. He made love to her on the
bed then sat her on the table and teased her over and over before finally
bending her over it and fucking her hard.
She had no idea what was coming next, and he could tell she loved
it—whether she was willing to admit it or not. That was the thing about
Addison. She was going to have to learn to give up control if she wanted to be
with a man like William, and so far, she wasn’t willing to do it. So he’d
decided he’d help her out a little by starting in the bedroom.
When William was finished and Addie could barely stand, he
carried her to the bed in the corner of the room and laid her on it, fastening
the cuff to the frame. Addie watched him and frowned, but he could swear there
was the hint of a smile there somewhere.
William looked at the handcuff and back at Addie as he opened a
bottle of water and held it to her lips. “We haven’t done much talking, so I’m
not letting you off, just yet.”
Addie downed the water. “What time is it? I have to pick up my
kids.”
“I know and you will. It’s not that time yet. Carl’s going to have
one of the guys get your car from the garage and drive it home for you. He’ll
take you to get the boys in one of my cars to save time. I spoke with your
assistant, had her handle your meetings, and everything is fine. I’ve got it
all worked out.”
Addie wiped the sweat from her forehead. “This isn’t funny,
William. Maybe your life works like this—having everyone else handle things for
you—but mine doesn’t.
“But it can, Addison. Do you really think I could be this
successful if I did everything myself?
kissing her as Addie searched blindly with her hands for his T-shirt. Finding
it, she slowly stood and pulled down her skirt. She tossed it on William’s lap.
“I’ve got to get back. Thanks for “lunch.”
“You’re fucking kidding me, right?”
Addie bent down to retrieve her shirt as William grabbed her
wrist. Her eyes met his. “No. I’m not kidding.”
“Addison, I didn’t invite you here for this. We need to talk.”
Addie walked to the bar and slipped her feet into her black
pumps. “Yeah, well, I didn’t come here to talk.”
William stood and fastened his jeans. “Cancel your afternoon.”
“I’m not canceling anything.” Addie huffed.
“I said cancel your afternoon, Addison. We need to talk.”
William walked to the bar and grabbed Addison’s phone before she
could get to it. “I’m only going to ask nicely once more. Please cancel your
afternoon.”
She tried to wrestle the phone from him to no avail. His hands
were too big and too strong. William picked Addie up in one fell swoop and
carried her to a room she hadn’t seen before. “This isn’t funny, William. I’m
not playing anymore.” Addie laughed nervously as he set her down and cuffed her
to a chair in the dark room. William lowered his voice and smiled at her all
disheveled and cuffed in his house. “Neither am I.”
“Damn it. This isn’t funny. Seriously.” Addie’s tone grew pissed.
William undid a few more buttons on her shirt and kissed her
cheek. “I’m going to go make a few phone calls on your behalf, and then I’ll be
right back. You stay put, okay?” William winked.
Addie threw her head back and exhaled. “If you don’t un-cuff me
right now, I swear this is the last time you’ll ever see me set foot in your
house again. Do you understand?”
William laughed as he slowly closed the door. “Oh, somehow I
doubt that.”
William spent much of the rest of the afternoon slowly
pleasuring Addison in all the ways she had no idea she’d even liked to be
pleasured. He made her beg and plead with him as he brought her to the brink
again and again, her anger only making their lovemaking more intense. He
introduced her to the arsenal of toys and riding crops he’d bought just for her
but kept it a little more vanilla than he hoped because he could tell she
wasn’t used to being on the other side of the coin. He made love to her on the
bed then sat her on the table and teased her over and over before finally
bending her over it and fucking her hard.
She had no idea what was coming next, and he could tell she loved
it—whether she was willing to admit it or not. That was the thing about
Addison. She was going to have to learn to give up control if she wanted to be
with a man like William, and so far, she wasn’t willing to do it. So he’d
decided he’d help her out a little by starting in the bedroom.
When William was finished and Addie could barely stand, he
carried her to the bed in the corner of the room and laid her on it, fastening
the cuff to the frame. Addie watched him and frowned, but he could swear there
was the hint of a smile there somewhere.
William looked at the handcuff and back at Addie as he opened a
bottle of water and held it to her lips. “We haven’t done much talking, so I’m
not letting you off, just yet.”
Addie downed the water. “What time is it? I have to pick up my
kids.”
“I know and you will. It’s not that time yet. Carl’s going to have
one of the guys get your car from the garage and drive it home for you. He’ll
take you to get the boys in one of my cars to save time. I spoke with your
assistant, had her handle your meetings, and everything is fine. I’ve got it
all worked out.”
Addie wiped the sweat from her forehead. “This isn’t funny,
William. Maybe your life works like this—having everyone else handle things for
you—but mine doesn’t.
“But it can, Addison. Do you really think I could be this
successful if I did everything myself?
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