Page 20 of A Touch of Lust

She looked up at me, that naughty twinkle back in her eye. “Now take me back to your place, Sir, and fuck me silly.”

My cock hardened instantly at her suggestion. I let her go, leaning down to grab her suitcase. “With pleasure, princess. Let’s go.”

We headed out of her condo to my car. I had to stop from speeding to get back to my house. I was dying to get her naked and in my bed. I had a feeling that this new admission of our feelings for each other was only going to make our sex hotter.

15

ALEX

Ispent the next week at Paul’s house. He went back to my condo to get my laptop and more clothes. I worked from his place and he took the week off from the club. We basically stayed locked up in his house, avoiding the world.

Most of the days were spent in his bed, making love and napping and it was wonderful. Giving my heart and soul to Paul was like nothing I had ever experienced in my life.

I woke on Saturday morning to an empty bed. Most of the night before had been spent tied to the bed and spanked until my ass was raw. As I shifted in bed, I realized that it was still a little sensitive this morning.

He’d left me a note on the pillow next to me: “Running some errands and getting coffee. Be back soon. Love you. P - xoxo”

I couldn’t help but smile. I got up and went into the bathroom, taking a shower alone for the first time all week. When I got out, I heard Paul moving around in the kitchen. I slipped on some shorts and one of his t-shirts and headed down the hall to see what he was up to. I was dying for the coffee he had promised to bring home.

He was sitting at the counter when I walked in. He pulled me to him immediately, kissing my neck. “Mmm...You smell so good. And look so fucking hot in my t-shirt.”

“Thanks, now where is the coffee you went for?” I looked around the kitchen, spotting the cup on the counter. “Ah, there it is!” I escaped his embrace, going straight for the coffee.

“Choosing coffee over me, huh?” he laughed, turning back the newspaper he’d been reading.

I took a sip and sighed in satisfaction. “In the morning, yes.” I winked at him, coming back to sit next to him.

“Where else did you go?” I grabbed a section of the paper. I could get used to this domestic life with him. It didn’t seem so bad.

He looked at me out of the corner of his eye, a sly smile on his face. What had he been up to?

He pulled something out of his pocket and turned to face me. He took the coffee from my hands, setting it down, and took both of my hands in his. “Alex, I love you. You’re strong and beautiful and sexy and smart and I want to be with you always. You consume me, consume my thoughts and I want you to be mine.” His eyes filled with tears and he took a deep breath. “Now I know that this is a big deal and something you said you would never do.”

I could feel my heart pounding harder in my chest.

“I was thinking,” he said, playing with whatever it was he was holding. “Maybe we could do this commitment thing on a trial basis. We can see how it goes and if either of us is uncomfortable or don’t like where things are headed, we can re-evaluate.”

I nodded thoughtfully. “I like it. We can give it six weeks and see how it goes.”

“I think that’s a great idea. I’m so glad you agree. Because I was out buying this.” He opened his hand, showing me what he’d been holding. I couldn’t help but gasp. It was a beautiful silver key chain with a heart padlock in the center. On the ring was a key.

“Alex, my princess, would you do me the honor of moving in with me?” He asked, eyes hopeful.

I touched his face, choking back tears. All I could do was nod my agreement. He grinned and put the keys in my hand. I threw my arms around his neck.

That day, Paul placed a collar around my neck and my heart. I couldn’t imagine belonging to anyone else.

EPILOGUE

Paul

“Are you ready yet?” I called to Alexandra from the living room, checking my watch. The Heaven and Hell party at the club started in forty-five minutes and I wanted to get there early. Since I was part owner of the club, it wouldn’t look too good if I was late. I wanted to make sure everything was set up; this party was Alex’s baby and I wanted to make sure it went smoothly.

“I’ll be there in a sec. These wings are a bitch,” she grumbled. I smiled, hearing the frustration in her voice. It was ironic that she was dressing as an angel for this party; she was anything but angelic, but that was part of the reason I loved her.

I clicked the TV off and ran my fingers through my hair. This woman could take being fashionably late to a whole new level. “Alex,” I said sternly. “We have to go. This whole party was your idea and if we are late, it won’t look good at all.”

“I’m ready.”