Page 22 of Sara’s Dom (The Doms of Madison County)

She smiled and wrapped her arms around his waist. “I promise to do better.”

She watched his lips twitch as he kept scowling down at her.

“You’re going to be a little feisty today, I see,” he said.

“Oh, I don’t know about that.”

He rolled his eyes, tipped her head up, and took her lips in a kiss so carnal it curled her toes.

“I can’t start anything here,” he said. “What are you doing tonight?”

“Nothing.”

“Would you be up for going to the club with me? I’ve talked to the owners, and they said they’d have their women there to help you with any questions you might have and to make you feel comfortable.”

“Do I know any of them?” she asked.

“I’m not sure. I’ve only met them a few times. I don’t think any of them are from around here, so I doubt it, but they are very nice, and I know you’ll like them.”

A blade of anxiety started to grow. “I’ll try. What do I wear?”

“I’ll come to pick you up at seven, and I’ll have something for you to wear.”

She had wanted to see the inside of the club since it opened, and this was her chance. “Okay. I better head home.”

He walked her to her car and opened the door. He madesure her seat belt was on before bending and kissing her lips. “I’ll see you soon.”

Sara waved as she drove away. All the way back to her house, she went back and forth about going. She knew there would be things she had never seen before, like people having sex or walking around naked, and she didn’t know how she would handle it.

She parked her car in the garage and sat there. It all came down to pleasing and trusting Grant. The last thing she wanted to do was disappoint him. She also reminded herself that if she were really uncomfortable, she knew Grant would bring her home.

Sara took care of the dogs and even threw the ball for them several times. It was warm enough for them to want to cool off, so she filled up the baby pool she’d bought so they could lie in it. Both had always loved playing in the water, and she hadn’t had a chance to take them to the small river a few miles away.

She glanced at the kitchen clock. “Oh, shit.” She only had an hour and a half to get ready, and it would take a while to dry her thick hair.

Sara was sitting at her dressing table, putting lotion on her legs, when someone knocked. She glanced at the time and rushed into the hallway with her short, silky robe fluttering behind her.

“Come in,” she yelled when she saw Grant through the kitchen window. “I’m about ready. I lost track of time playing with the dogs.”

“That’s fine. We’re not on any set schedule.”

Sara sat back down and finished rubbing the lotion onto her leg when she noticed how quiet it was. She glanced up to see Grant leaning against the doorjamb, staring at her.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

“Nothing. I just think you are the most beautiful womanI’ve ever seen, and sitting there stroking your legs is hotter than Hell.”

Her mouth dropped open. “Oh. Um … thank you.” Her breathing deepened, and her body softened.

“Fuck,” he said. “If we don’t get out of here in the next few minutes, we won’t be leaving this room.”

He walked over to the bed and set a clothing carrier on it before unzipping it and pulling something out of it.

“Come here, Sweetheart.”

She walked over to him, tightening her belt.

“That has to come off,” he told her.

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