His Demands (7 page)

“Do you now? I can see a woman of
your hungers needs to be fulfilled, but I dare say the easy catch of having a
man any time you desire would become boring,” Broden purred as he moved around
her in a complete circle.

Shivering, she knew he was pulling
out the stops. “Very good point, but I do enjoy getting exactly what I want in
all things.”

“I do as well. I think, lovely
Dominatrix, we have many things in common.”

“Yes, perhaps we do.” She sighed and
looked away, seeing the businessmen coming in their direction. “As much as I’m
enjoying our banter, I think it’s time to settle our business for the evening.”

Broden glanced into the crowd and
nodded as the men approached. “I agree. Once the contract is signed then we can
celebrate my way. We’ll go into my office.”

His words made her tingle. She had a
feeling they were testing each other’s wills and she was determined to win
totally tonight. Stepping forward, she held out her hand. “Gentlemen, thank you
for coming. I’m certain we have everything in order with the contract. If
you’ll just follow Mr. MacGruder and
I
, we’ll walk you
through everything. Then you can celebrate our shared contract together.”
Smiling brightly, she felt Broden’s hand caressing her back and knew the
foreign words being spoken weren’t about admiring her business savvy. Who said
using sex appeal wasn’t a good idea?

Twenty minutes later the contract was
signed and with every line item met, no dickering. Kaela was more than
satisfied with the terms of the deal. And she was proud of herself. Watching
the group of men walk into the crowd, she had a feeling they were going to go
buck wild. She chuckled at the thought.

“You did very well tonight,
exceptional in fact. The promotion is yours,” Broden said.

“Thank you. I think I did do very
well.” She was thrilled at the promotion. She’d worked very hard during the
last few months.

“Time to celebrate
with a drink, maybe more.”

Kaela resisted the bait.

Inching closer, Broden brushed her
hair from the back of her neck. “Would you enjoy finding out?”

“Would I enjoy finding out what?”

“Just how much we do have in common.
We’re both formidable, but I think you know what you want and what you need. I
also think you know I’m the man who can give that to you.”

Kaela tingled. God, the man was
arrogant. The cat and mouse game had kicked into another level, a dangerous one
and yet very enticing. “What do you have in mind?”

“Tell me something, sexy vixen. Do
you long to have a man in control? Take you and fuck you, use you and train you
to be the submissive you know you have in your heart and soul?” Broden circled
her again, finally stopping in front of her, just inches away. Lowering his
voice until the breathless husk was merely a
whisper,
he kept his eyes locked on her face. “Do you spend night after night wishing and
hoping for a
man
who understands you, can take you to
new heights of ecstasy?”

“What?”

“Yes, do you long to submit, sharing
your innermost desires?”

For so many reasons the words stilled
her. Stunned, her lower lips quivered. Kaela was shivering as he brushed his
fingers across her cheek. The pulse of the room had changed. Men and women
suddenly hushed their conversations. Faces appeared full of anticipation, as if
they were playing out their own personal fantasies in whatever decision they
made. Self-conscious, her hand floated across her mouth, holding in a strangled
moan. For a few seconds no one said anything. Only the pumping music, full of
electric vibe, allowed anyone in close proximity to understand the lingering
question.

“And do you wish to succumb to one
man for the rest of your life, becoming his submissive, perhaps his slave? Do
you know the only way you’re going to be fulfilled is in giving in to him
completely and forever?”

The words hanging in the air, Kaela
was breathless with excitement, her pussy aching with a desire like she’d never
known. Suddenly there was no other sound in the room, no one else longing for
attention. There was just the two of them. And she knew the answer. “Yes.”

Chapter
Three

Broden had stood on the top of the
stairs, watching Kaela the moment she graced his doorstep for several minutes.
Of course he’d known she would be a professional, making certain the clients
would indeed sign the contract, but he wanted to see how she’d react to the
setting, the invitation itself. The way she’d reacted at the club had been
fascinating,
making him very glad he’d hosted the party. Her
enjoyment teasing every man at the party was his final realization she was a
minx in disguise. He continued to be pleasantly surprised.

For a few minutes he’d gauged the
way she was interacting with guests, her interesting mannerisms in handling
men, who were longing to taste a darker side of her. The business meeting had
gone better than even he’d anticipated and now he’d offered her more. What
would she do? It was time to find out.

“And do you wish to succumb to one
man for the rest of your life, becoming his submissive, perhaps his slave? Do
you know the only way you’re going to be fulfilled is in giving in to him
completely and forever?”

The words hanging in the air, Kaela
appeared taken aback as she fidgeted, her eyes darting away as if collecting her
thoughts. When she turned to face him, she seemed a different woman somehow.
“Yes.”

They were doing a dance of wills
without needing to say any further words. They’d sparred enough. They both
wanted the same thing. Now Broden was going to take her. Giving her a
commanding nod, he held out his hand. “Come with me.” He remained unwavering,
the look on his face purposely carnal.

Kaela darted her eyes up and down
the length of his face. “Are you certain you can handle me?” Her tone playful,
she was going to push all his buttons.

So be it. The night was going to be
intense and perhaps emotional. Why not allow her to think she was in charge? “Try
me.” The challenge issued, he kept his hand out, refusing to blink. “I’ll allow
you to be in charge.

“Hmmm…
Tempting.”

“Then taste me. Lick me. Ride me.”
Broden’s voice was barely audible.

“What about your guests? Won’t they
miss you? Won’t they hunger for you?” Her last words trailing off, Kaela rubbed
the tips of her fingers down the length of her neck.

Broden had to admit she was very
good at being a seductress. But he was better. “They are big boys and girls.
They can fend for themselves. What about you? Show me what you crave, what
you’ve been longing for.”

Tilting her head, she took a sip of
her wine and eased the glass on top of the bar. Pressing her hands down from
her chest to her stomach, she exhaled slowly and held out her hand.
“Only if you’re a good boy.”

“I’m very, very good.”

“Then you’re going to have to prove
it,” Kaela cooed.

I
plan on doing more. Taking you to limits you’ve never experienced before.
How would she react to his needs,
his dark proclivities? Grasping her fingers he pulled her close, his eyes never
leaving hers. The dance was within their grasp, a moment of intimacy shutting
out everyone else around them. Their lips touching, Broden slipped his hand
behind her head, holding her in place as he slipped his tongue inside her
mouth.

Shivering, she moaned into the kiss,
her eyelashes batting against his cheek.

Broden held them close together,
their bodies shifting back and forth, until he didn’t care if he fucked her
right here, in front of his well-coiffed guests. Grunting, he cupped her ass,
dragging her into the heat of his body, crushing her lips against his. When he
finally broke the kiss, licking around her mouth before nipping her lower lip,
he scooped her into his arms.

“Broden.”
She pushed back hard, her face full
of apprehension.

“Isn’t this what you wanted?”

“Yes but…”

“But you need to be in charge? I
don’t think so,” he growled and could see her mind churning. Would she accept
his terms?

Wrapping her arm around his neck,
she cooed. “Just what do you think I’m going to do with you?”

Her hoarse whisper gave him a smile.
As Broden strutted toward the stairs, he lowered his head, pressing his lips
against her forehead. “The question is what am I going to do with you? And the
answer
is,
everything.” Enough had been said. He
bounded up the stairs, cradling her against his chest, a moment of rare clarity
jetting into the back of his mind.

Kaela clung to him, her breath
skipping across his skin.

As he entered his bedroom, kicking
the door shut, Broden lowered his head. This time the kiss was sweet, full of
passion. He wanted her to take change. He needed Kaela to feel comfortable and
trust him. Easing her onto her feet, he held the kiss, cupping the side of her
face. Broden brushed his thumb across her mouth. “I want you.”

“I want you.” Her words said with
confidence, she swirled her tongue around his thumb.

Chuckling, he shook his head.
“Quite the little tease.”

“Always.”

Broden took a step away from her. Ripping
off his mask, he held the silk piece high over his head, dangling the mask in a
taunting manner. He allowed gravity to take it to the floor and growled before
yanking his shirt over his shoulders and onto the floor.

Her hand fluttered over her mouth, a
slight whimper escaping.

“I’m all yours.” Merely tugging off
his boots, Broden stood with his arms folded, a slight smile cresting across
his face. He was eager to see just how far she was going to go.

Kaela cocked her head and strode
around him in a full circle, giving him the understanding she was indeed in
charge. “Take off your pants. I need to see you.”

Every move exaggerated, he
unfastened his pants, rolling the material over his hipbones. He could tell the
decision not to wear underwear had been a good one, given her ragged gasps. There
were so many thoughts racing in his mind, so many concerns, but he
instinctively knew they both needed to play. He smiled as he kicked out of his
jeans. Exhaling, his own needs were evident in his throbbing cock. Unable to
resist, he wrapped his hand around the base of his shaft, pumping up and down.

“Mmm…
Very nice.”
Taking a few steps back, she eased down onto the bed, slowly unzipping her
boots.

He watched her every move, the
nervous mannerisms as she struggled to take them off.
When
she was free of them her face flushed, the embarrassment such an incredible
draw.
Her vulnerability was so enticing. “What now?”

Placing her fingers over her mouth,
she shushed him as she stood and took two fingers, pulling on the satin ribbon
holding her bustier together.
 
Kaela gave
him a subtle smile as she inched to her left, turning completely away from him.

Broden continued stroking, the
friction from his handing making him hungrier. He loved the shy girl standing
in front of him, the one who was unsure of her actions, and of undressing in
front of him. “You’re
a sexy
lass.”

She shot him a look then her face
softened. “And you sir deserve a tongue lashing.”

“For?”
He lowered his gaze, watching
intently as the slip of ribbon fell to the floor. When she pushed the corset
until the piece tumbled to the floor, he swore under his breath.

“Being
incorrigible.
Being a pain my ass.” Kaela pressed her hand over the mask, pushing the
feathers and sequins away.
“For being an angry man.”

“Angry?”

“You heard me.” Her voice was
breathless.

“I’m not angry. I’m just famished,”
Broden growled.

Turning slightly, Kaela jutted out
her hips as she covered her breasts with her arms. “What exactly are you hungry
for?”

Even her soft words and sensuous
timbre gave him chills. While he continued stroking with one hand, he placed
the other on his hip. Of course he was blatantly offering his sex to the woman
he wanted so much more of. “Everything…”

She visibly shivered as she eased
all the way around to face him, her hands over her breasts. Standing only in a
scarlet thong, she took a few tentative steps forward until she was barely a
foot in front of him.
“Everything?”

Reaching his hand out, Broden could
tell what she was thinking and more importantly, what she wanted. “Yes. I’m a
man who requires everything and in return, I’ll give complete honestly and a
taste of pure ecstasy.” He could tell how nervous she was by the goose bumps
appearing on her skin. Even in the dim lighting he could see the nervous tick
in the corner of her mouth. It was time to push the envelope. “Come suck me.”
While she was meant to be in charge, the woman seducing her mentor, he knew she
wanted more control.