Page 123 of Over the Line

Within moments, she resided somewhere else where reality blurred, and time no longer existed.

“Subspace?” he asked.

Though she tried to answer him, her mouth was dry, as if it had been stuffed with cotton, and she couldn’t speak.

Her amazing Dom continued to light up her body, catching her everywhere, leaving nothing off-limits.

“Talk to me, darlin’.”

“Mmm…” That, and a tiny sigh was the best she could manage.

Over time, she noticed he’d eased a little, but thankfully he continued, warming the backs of her legs again.

Eventually, bliss engulfed her.

Then later, as if it were happening to someone else, she was aware of her arms being released and she was swept from the floor.

She slept, dreamed, all snuggled in a protective embrace and a cozy blanket.

Sydney had no idea how much time had elapsed when he pressed a bottle of water to her lips.

Dutifully, she took a sip.

After she had, he brushed strands of her hair back behind her ear then once more cradled her close.

Secure, she drifted off again.

When she managed to blink her eyes open, darkness had fallen. “I think I was gone.”

“Subspace?”

Gently, she pressed her palm to his massive chest and eased herself back so she could look at him. “Not long ago, I used to argue that it didn’t exist.”

“Until you submitted to me?”

“Arrogant, much?” she teased.

“Well, if you didn’t believe in it and now you do…” His grin was ridiculously, endearingly triumphant.

“I concede your point.”

“Let me know when you’re ready to visit there again.” He lifted her hand and raised it to his lips.

“I need you as much as I crave my next breath.”

Possessiveness flared in the depth of his eyes. Beneath her, his cock hardened. “Will you fuck me?” she asked.

“Are you sure you’re up for it? There’s nothing I want more. But I have an obligation to care for you.”

Reassuringly touching his face, she promised, “Then that’s the best way to do it. Please.”

“Fuck, Sydney.” His voice held a feral growl. “I can resist anything but the way you say that and that longing in your gaze.”

If she had any idea what he was talking about, she’d ensure she always looked at him that way.

Keeping the blanket wrapped around her, he moved her to the side, then he stood.

The magnificent man removed his clothes then strode across the floor in all his masculine glory to open a drawer and pull a condom from a box.

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