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I looked down at the emerald green, satin bustier.
Full disclosure? Most of my first paycheck had already been spent on expensive lingerie and I hadn’t even received the paycheck yet. I’d rung up quite an IOU shopping for lingerie.
Was I sorry about that?
Not even a little bit.
“Wait a minute.” I tilted my head as I looked back up at him. “You saidyet. Like… like you’ve seen the other ones.”
“Maybe you weren’t the only one looking.”
I swallowed hard at that admission. Tugging my lip between my teeth, I hesitated, but then just went ahead and asked, “Why didn’t you say hi?”
Cabot’s shoulders rose and fell as he took a deep breath. “I was trying to keep my distance.”
“How’s that working for you?”
His nostrils flared. A muscle ticked in his jaw.
His throat bobbed as he swallowed.
The man’s power hummed just beneath the surface. Barely restrained, it rolled off of him in waves. This was a man who saw what he wanted and took it. No questions asked. No apologies.
And he’d kept his distance even though he wanted me.
Absolute power and absolute self-control.
A truly sexy combination.
“Shall we?” I motioned toward the door that led to the Rabbit Hole.
He stepped forward, then keyed a sequence of numbers into the hidden keypad. He was obviously not just a member of Mina’s club, but someone high up. Someone important.Consider my curiosity piqued.
This was it.
If I followed him down, everything would change between us.
So of course I took that first step.
Because I was certainly never going to cockblock myself again where Cabot Reed was concerned.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Cabot
In this moment, everything would change. I’d known that it would when I invited Rylan to join me in the Rabbit Hole. I’d ignored my better judgment, the warnings from both Mina and Travis, and I’d acted on my desires.
Because it wasn’t just desire anymore that drove me, it wasneed. Strong and impossible to ignore.
Days ago, Mina asked me if I had a new submissive in mind, and since then, I knew only one would work.
But I had to be sure.
So I tested her throughout the week, gave her simple commands, challenged her willingness to obey, to cooperate without question. And, though at times her smart mouth made an appearance, I had no doubt in my mind that Rylan was born to be a submissive.
And the idea of anyone else introducing her to the lifestyle was unacceptable.
I’d heard other Doms speak of her in my time downstairs this past week, the shiny new toy upstairs, and every time I heard mention of her name, I had to refrain from laying claim to her right then and there.