Control: Dangerous Desire (Contemporary Submissive Romance) (2 page)

           
Bringing
her coffee cup to her mouth, Alyssa shook her head and tried to hide her smile.
"Damage?" she asked.

           
"Not
much, but the guy was a real dick about the whole thing. I spent almost an hour
waiting for the police and giving my statement. I have to appear in court at
the end of the month. Got a nice hefty ticket that I can't pay because I don't
have a job."

           
Alyssa
flung her head back and laughed raucously. Despite her best efforts, Nicole
laughed too. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry," Alyssa said as she got up and
poured both of them more coffee. "So you had a little fender bender.
What's the big deal? If you need me to loan you the money for the fine…"

           
"No,
thank you for the offer, but that's not why I'm here."

           
"There's
more?" Alyssa sat back down and looked at Nicole with that same impatient
stare that Nicole both adored and loathed.

           
Nicole
nodded. "Yup. I finally manage to get home and I'm relieved, you know?
Because I'm home and Josh is home and I knew even though he'd be upset, he'd
calm me down. He always does. But then I walk into our bedroom and there he is
fucking our neighbor!"

           
"No!"
Alyssa gasped and slammed her palm on the table. "He was actually in bed
with your neighbor?"

           
"They
were stark ass naked and she was riding him like the mechanical bull at
Dmitri's Bar." Nicole closed her eyes for a moment as the image flooded
her mind. She shook it off and finished her coffee. "It was disgusting. He
didn't even try to apologize."

           
"What
a piece of shit. I always knew he was no good for you."

           
Nicole
stood and put her cup in the sink. "Please don't do that, Alyssa."

           
"What?"
Alyssa got up and stood in front of Nicole. "He had no remorse for what he
did. You're better off without him, Nikki. You know you can stay here as long
as you want. And I'll help you find a new job. Everything will work out fine,
you'll see."

           
Alyssa
was a hopeless optimist. "I know." Nicole averted her gaze down and
chewed on her bottom lip. "I ran out of the apartment and took off. I knew
before I even got in the car that I was coming here, but…"

           
"But
what?" Alyssa crossed her arms over her chest and leaned up against the
counter.

           
"I
was just so angry and hurt. I just wanted it to go away. When I got into the
city I drove past this club and on a whim I stopped. My intention was to have a
few drinks to take the edge off and then come here. But then I met this guy,
Logan, who was gorgeous, by the way, and he talked me into going back to his
place."

           
"Did
you have a torrid one-night stand?"

           
Too
embarrassed to look her friend in the face, Nicole kept her head down and
simply nodded. "He did…things, Alyssa…things I've never done before. But I
kind of liked them."

           
"What
club did you go to?"

           
"Bondexx."

           
Alyssa
giggled. "You realize that's a BDSM club, right?"

           
"Yeah,
I know that now. I didn't when I stopped." Nicole paced in the kitchen.
"I don't know." She exhaled loudly. "It was stupid. I was just
pissed off and hurt and vulnerable. It never should've happened."

           
"Who're
you trying to convince?"

           
Nicole
stopped pacing and glared at her friend. That was another thing about Alyssa;
she was brutally blunt about things—especially when it came to men and
sex. "Well, it's not like it's going to happen again. I didn't give him my
number and I didn't get his."

           
Alyssa
shrugged. "No big deal. We'll just go back to the club tonight and
hopefully he'll be there again."

           
"What?
No! I'm not going back to that club."

           
"Yes,"
Alyssa laughed, "you are. C'mon, Nikki, it'll be fun. And it'll do you
good. There's no better way to get Josh out of your mind than to have kinky
rebound sex with a hot Dom."

           
"A
what?"

           
"A
Dom…you know, a Dominant, a Master, a guy who takes control and tells you what
to do during sex…?"

           
"Oh."
Nicole felt the color drain from her face. Logan was a Dom and last night she'd
been his submissive. She hadn't realized that at the time, but it made perfect
sense now. And she wasn't quite sure how she felt about that. Not that it
really mattered because it was a one-time thing and it was over.

           
Alyssa
smiled.
 
"Get some sleep. You
look exhausted."

           
"I
am." Nicole yawned and rubbed her eyes. "But I'm still not going to
that club with you tonight," she called over her shoulder as she made her
way toward the spare room. The bed, with all the fluffy pillows, called to her.
It looked heavenly. She flopped face down on the soft mattress and groaned with
satisfaction. Oh yeah, she could definitely get used to sleeping here.

*****

           
Nicole
adjusted the much too tight top that Alyssa let her borrow and grumbled under
her breath. Nicole couldn't believe she'd agreed to come back to this club with
Alyssa. What the hell was she thinking? They stood in line at the bar, waiting
to be acknowledged by one of the several busty bartenders. The place was packed
tonight, more so than it had been last night. Even if Logan was here, the odds
that she'd actually run into him were slim.

           
"Quit
fidgeting," Alyssa said, swatting at Nicole's hand.

           
"I
don't know how you wear this." Nicole huffed. "Your boobs are twice
the size of mine and this shirt is cutting off my circulation. It must
completely suffocate you."

           
Alyssa
smiled and shook her head. "It looks great. Now leave it alone."
      

           
"Fine."
Nicole crossed her arms over her chest and looked around the club. She'd been
so focused on drinking last night that she hadn't paid much attention to
anything else. Tonight though, she was getting an eyeful. There were men
walking around in tight leather pants, holding leashes that were attached to
collars affixed around women's' necks. There were couples on the dance floor
grinding against each other in a way that was highly erotic and had her
flushing with warmth. And then there were the handful of couples in the dark
corners having full-blown sex. How the hell she'd missed that last night was
beyond her. It seemed wrong to watch them, but she couldn't tear her gaze away.
In a sick sort of way, she liked it.

           
"Here"
Alyssa interrupted Nicole's thoughts and handed her a drink.

           
"Thanks."
Nicole took the tall fruity concoction and sipped it. "Mmm, that's
good." She took another sip, longer this time.

           
"Oh,
there's Rob, I'll be right back."

           
Before
Nicole could say a word, Alyssa disappeared into the crowd. Well, isn't that
just wonderful. It was Alyssa's stupid idea to come here and then she takes
off. Nicole pushed and shoved her way through the throngs of people until she
found a single chair in the corner. She sat and nursed her drink, cursing
herself for not getting another one before she left the bar. Oh well. If Alyssa
didn't come back soon, Nicole would just fight her way back to the bar and
stock up.

           
"You
know, if you wanted more of me all you had to do was ask."

           
Nicole
froze with her drink halfway to her mouth. The sound of his voice sent shivers
up her spine, causing her heart rate to spike and desire, hot and thick, to
pool between her thighs. Damn him! It wasn't fair that he had that effect on
her. She slowly turned to face him and despite the drink she'd been scarfing
down, her throat was bone dry. "Logan."

           
"Nicole."
The way he said her name—it was like a sinful, sexual caress.

           
She
swallowed the lump in her throat as she thought of something to say to him.
Thanks for the spanking, my ass doesn’t hurt
anymore
, just didn't seem appropriate. "What're you doing here?"
Oh yeah, that was a lot better. Christ, she was such an idiot sometimes. He
squatted down in front of her, his hands resting on her thighs, and his eyes
bore into hers. His tongue licked over his bottom lip and she was mesmerized by
the sight; by the memory of how good it had felt to be with him last night.

           
"I
came here hoping to see you again," he said.

           
Her
eyes widened. "You did?" That should not have excited her as much as
it did.

           
Logan
nodded. There was a predatory hunger in his eyes unlike anything she'd ever
seen before. He pushed his hands up her thighs and then pulled them back down
to her knees. "I want you to come home with me again, Nicole."

           
It
was on the tip of her tongue to say yes. God, how she wanted to, but it somehow
seemed wrong to have sex with him again when she still hadn't mourned the end
of her engagement. Shouldn't she take some time, get over Josh, and then start
looking for a new relationship? Then again, Alyssa had a point earlier when
she'd said there was no better way to get rid of Josh than to hook up with
someone else. Could it really be that simple? "I don't know…" she
said hesitantly.

           
"Didn't
you have fun last night?" he asked with a smile.

           
"Yes,
I had a lot of fun, it was great. It's just—"

           
"Then
let's go." Logan stood and extended his hand to her.

           
Nicole
stared at his proffered hand for a moment before her gaze drifted toward his
crotch, which was eye level with her. His erection was unmistakable. So was her
growing desire to be with him again. She drew a shaky breath and stood. Logan
smiled arrogantly. "No kinky shit tonight, got it?" Nicole said,
pointing her finger in his face.

           
He
put his arm around her waist and then allowed his hand to drift down to her
ass. "But I thought you liked it when I spanked you?" His hand drew
back and he smacked her firmly on the buttocks.

           
She
jumped even though deep in her core she was becoming aroused. "Do you want
me to come home with you or not?" She tried to make her voice sound
intimidating but it came out more like a plea.

           
"Oh,
you're coming home with me, Nicole and I'm going to fuck you until you beg for
me to stop. Then I'm going to fuck you a little more."

           
The
tone of his voice had changed, deepened, the same way it had last night when
he'd told her to get on all fours. "Is that your Dom voice?" she
asked before she could stop herself.

           
He
smiled. "Yes."

           
"I
like it." She saw Alyssa from the corner of her eye and Nicole waved to
her in an attempt to let her know she was leaving. Alyssa smiled and gave her
thumbs up.

           
"Do
you?" Logan led her out a side door and toward the parking lot. Each step
closer they got to his car, the harder her heart would beat.

           
"Yeah.
It's sexy." Logan stopped at his car, unlocked the passenger's door and
opened it for her. She got in and waited for him to get in on the driver's
side. He started the engine and sped out of the parking lot so fast she
clutched the door handle for dear life. "Do you use that voice
often?"

           
"Only
when I'm with a sub," he said, keeping his gaze focused on the road.

           
Nicole
had so many questions about him and the lifestyle. She knew if she didn't ask
them now, she probably wouldn't get a chance to ask later. "Do you have a
lot of subs?"

           
He
slowly turned toward her and smiled. "It doesn't work like that,
sweetheart."

           
"So,
how does it work?"

           
"A
Dom, or Master, only ever has one submissive at a time. It's a serious,
committed relationship between two people. There are rules and boundaries that
must be followed at all times or else the relationship won't work." He
paused as if contemplating his next thought. "Why are you so interested
anyway? Do you want to become my submissive?"