Page 104 of Heart of Stone

“Krystina, do you really want to go a round about this? Because I don’t. You would have made the appointment anyways. So what if I did it for you? Think of it this way, we’ll have no worries come the weekend.”

“First of all, depending on the form of birth control thatIchoose, we may not be in the clear in time for the weekend. Second of all, you’re assuming that I’m going to spend the weekend with you.”

“I’m not assuming anything. I know you are. Just you and me, angel. Flesh on flesh. And your unconditional obedience,” he finished shamelessly.

Like I really needed another reminder of lesson number one.

I scowled at him.

Yes, we had an agreement, one that I was determined to meet. I had said that I would give him my submission, or at least try to, and I wasn’t the type of person to take failure lightly. I certainly wasn’t about to start now. Unfortunately, the pride I felt over maintaining my independence kept getting in the way. If this was going to work, I needed to loosen the reigns a little bit. However, I made note to make an entirely new list – one that outlined the definition of my supposed obedience.

Just take a step back, and give him some measure of control. At least for now. That’s all he really wants.

“Fine. You win this round. I’ll stay the weekend,” I said begrudgingly. “But in the future, I’d appreciate it if you allowed me to schedule my own appointments.”

“Fair enough, as long as you remember that it is my job as your Dom to take care of you – in all matters. I can see that’s going to be a struggle for you.”

“You think?” I sarcastically replied.

He got up from his seat behind the desk and came to stand behind me. Placing his hands on my shoulders, he began to massage, kneading small circles with his thumbs over my neck.

“In time, you’ll learn to understand how this works, Krystina. In fact, once you learn your role, you’ll welcome it.”

“I don’t know about welcoming it, but I’ll try,” I said, softening under his miraculous hands. I might be able to withstand his crafty way with words for a time, but I was a pile of mush under his touch.

“I want an entire weekend with you tied up and naked,” he said, leaning down to nibble on my ear.

“Mmm…actually, since we’re talking about the weekend, do you have any particular plans for Friday night?” I asked, tilting my head to the side so that he could sample his way down my neck.

“I have several plans, many of which include you tied to my bed.”

“Stop it,” I lightheartedly scolded. “You really are the devil! I’m being serious now.”

“Me too. I want to start checking off all the things that you highlighted green on your little list,” he added suggestively, hands moving down to cup my breasts.

“Alex!” I shrugged his hands off. “I’m not kidding around. Melanie, a girl I work with, just text me. A few people at work are planning a get together at Murphy’s Pub on Friday. It’s sort of a good-bye party for me.”

I looked up at him, only to see that his eyes had darkened.

“Murphy’s? I don’t think so, Krystina. But you should go to it. Hale can drive you there and then pick you up after if you’d like.”

“Why don’t you want to come? It will be fun,” I tried to persuade him. I was curious about the strange expression on his face. “Don’t you like Murphy’s?”

“I just don’t fit in well at parties.”

“Please,” I pouted. He frowned at me.

“We’ll see. As for now, I’m starving. Let’s go grab some dinner,” he said, moving around the desk to grab his suit coat.

“Um…sure. Where do you want to go?” It was pretty clear that he was trying to change the subject, and I was interested as to why.

“Do you like Thai?”

As if on cue, my stomach growled at the mention of one of my favorite foods, reminding me that I had skipped lunch.

All right, you get a pass this time. My hungry belly is calling to me.

“That sounds so good right now and I haven’t had Thai in ages.”

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