Page 42 of Motivating Mira
He wasn’t scening. He actually looked a little lost. I swallowed instantly when his eyes found mine. I shrugged and he smiled.
“Couldn’t sleep?” he asked after he closed the distance between us.
I shook my head. “No, I need to though.”
“Why are you here then?”
“Curiosity?” I said but even I heard the question in my sentence. His brow arched. He’d always known when I was lying. “Er, jealousy?”
His face softened, and he took my hand pulling me in for a hug. “You’re allowed to feel that way and still hold tight to your boundaries, Mira.”
“I am?” I felt shaky and unsure of everything then. Like the person I’d been working so hard at becoming—the strong, capable, Mira, was long gone. And wasn’t it just as I’d thought itwould be? In his presence, I was weak. But in that moment, I no longer cared.
“You are. Come on, I’ll walk you back to your room.”
When we got to my dorm door a few minutes later, I worked up enough courage to speak.
“I hope I didn’t interrupt any plans you made.”
His eyes held mine.
“I mean, no scenes?” I held my breath until he shook his head.
“Nah, I was just getting my bearings.”
I nodded, relief flooding me. “Thank you just the same.”
He put his arms around me, pulling me tight to his chest. “Any time, girlie.”
I froze.Girlie.It was what he’d always called me when he was in Dom mode.
Swallowing, I pulled back from his arms. It was as if the words broke the last bit of my reserve. Rising to my toes, I grabbed his shirt and pulled him to me, pressing my mouth against his.
At first, he hesitated but then his hand was cupping my face, and his tongue was running the show.
“Mira,” he whispered. “This… I want this, but…”
“Shh,” I said and kissed him again, kneading his mouth open with my lips. “I need this, please.”
He groaned as if not giving me what I asked for might kill him.
“I just need a reprieve from being strong and capable. One tiny vacation day to embrace my softer side and be vulnerable.”
“But…”
“Please be my Daddy-Dom one more time and fuck me senseless.”
I felt Wes harden between us almost instantly.
“I need you,” I begged breathily.
“You got me, honey. I’ll always give you anything you need.”
I felt a sob welling up from somewhere deep inside me at his breathy confession, but then his fingers threaded into my hair, and he tugged my head back firmly.
“Let’s get you out of your head,” he growled. “Hold on five more minutes and I’ll have you forgetting your own name.”
I released a breath and with it I let go. It was just what I needed to hear.
