Page 32 of On His Terms

Shock? Intrigue? “I don’t joke about things like that.” He regarded her.

Her breath caught as she met his gaze. Was she ready for a Dominant like him?

“Have a look around.”

He had two enormous closets. His was only half filled. The other was empty. “You don’t think I’m being too nosy?”

“Since you’ll be using it at some point, you should know your way around the place.”

In the en suite, she looked around. “Wow. You made some really bold choices here.”

She was right. The black-and-white floor tiles were art deco in style. “My decorator was inspired.” A claw-foot tub stood off to one side, and an extra-large shower had built in benches and dual showerheads on poles.

The water closet was behind another door, and there were two sinks with tall, arched faucets. A couple of shelves held candles, while a skylight completed the space.

“This is truly impressive, Sir.”

“I’m glad you approve. Would you like to see the play room?”

“The…?” She tipped her head, as if trying to discern whether or not he was joking.

“After Liz left, I got rid of almost everything. But for our purposes, it will suffice.”

She followed him to a closed door. When he opened it, she peeked inside but didn’t enter.

At one time, the place had been packed, but he no longer saw the point.

Gigantic mirrors adorned one wall, and there was a Saint Andrew’s cross off to one side. A large chair, a rolling cart, and some sort of storage unit were the only other furnishings.

“That you have a dungeon is a little unnerving.”

“All the ways I can torment you…” And more occurred to him by the minute. “Now that you’re familiar with the house, please go down to the great room and strip. Leave your clothing on the couch. If the room is cold, there’s a switch on the wall for the fireplace. I want you kneeling, facing the window.”

She looked up at him, and the air seemed to sizzle.

“Questions?”

“Won’t the neighbors be able to see me?”

Instead of responding, he captured her chin. “If you’re in a relationship with a Top who you trust implicitly, you can be assured he or she has considered that.”

Alex watched emotion play out in her pretty blue eyes.

“Does that mean you might want people to watch me?”

“I’m all about consent, Chelsea. Though you and I may be voyeurs, I cannot make that decision for others. Rest assured, no one will be able to see you. Landscaping and window coverings will provide plenty of privacy.”

Still she remained rooted in place. “I didn’t notice curtains or blinds.”

“You’re wearing me out, girl. I’ll give you the same choice I offered you earlier. Use a safe word, and we can have a glass of wine together on the deck. But if you want a BDSM trainer, time is ticking.”

She wrapped her fingers around his wrist, and the act was so unbelievably intimate that it caught him off guard, shook him.

“Thank you for your reassurances.”

“You’re smart to ask questions. I’d be disappointed if you didn’t.”

“Yes, Sir.”