His to Command #4: The Arrangement (5 page)

As Kate walked into the kitchen, Matt looked her up and down and she knew he was assessing the fact that she wore the robe he’d left for her rather than the sweater and jeans.

“Good morning,” she said.

“Good morning. Why don’t you sit down and I’ll pour you a coffee. Breakfast is almost ready.”

He stood up to get the coffee, then returned to the table with the pot and filled her cup.

“About last night…,” Kate said as he sat down at the table. She knew Matt and she could tell he was going to try to push her away. She decided to address the issue head-on.

Matt raised his eyebrows.

“When you said you loved me, it threw us both off a little,” she continued. “But that doesn’t mean we have to end this week together.”

His gaze shot to hers.

“You
were
going to ask me to leave, right?” Her lips compressed. “The jeans and sweater you gave me to wear are far from sexy attire for a submissive.”

“I thought you’d want to leave.”

“Matt, you told me before we came here that you weren’t interested in rekindling the romance between us. I knew that coming here. I realize that last night we both got caught up in being together again. We remembered how we felt in the past.” She stared into his dark blue eyes. “But I realize that’s all it was.”

At least for him.

She stood up, and stepped toward him. “I don’t want to leave.” She stroked his hair, loving the feel of the waves under her fingertips. “I want to make this week work.”

He grasped her hand and held it. “Kate, if you’re hoping I’ll fall in love with you…if you think you’re in love with me…”

She shook her head. “I know that’s in the past. We won’t talk of love again, except to say”—she smiled and drew her hand from his, then leaned close and pressed her face near his ear, his dark hair caressing her cheek—“I love being with you.”

She untied her robe and let it fall open, then pushed the table back and stood in front of him. His gaze dropped to the narrow opening over her chest, locking on the visible swell of her breasts. She took his hand and guided it under the fabric, then pressed it to her naked breast.

Settling on his thighs, facing him, she stroked over the bulge in his jeans. “And I love having sex with you.”

Matt seemed thoroughly mesmerized by her words and actions. She tugged down the zipper of his jeans, then wrapped her fingers around his twitching cock.

“And I really love having your big cock inside me.” Her lips danced along his angular jawline.

When she started to glide downward, he curled his fingers behind her head and cupped it, then drew her forward. His mouth matched with hers and he thrust his tongue into her depths. She opened, allowing him to possess her mouth. He stroked, caressing every surface. His tongue tangled with hers and they undulated together in a passionate rhythm. When he released her mouth, she gasped for air.

“Now, kneel down,” he demanded, slipping her hand from his cock.

She smiled and crouched down, gazing at his enormous cockhead peering out of his jeans, Matt’s hand firmly around it. He brushed the head against her lips and she opened. His cockhead glided into her. She wrapped her lips around him as the corona filled her mouth. She sucked on him, loving the feel of him filling her.

Slowly, he moved forward, pushing his cock inside her. She sucked and squeezed as he glided deeper. He filled her mouth and her throat.

He groaned. “God, you feel so good around me.”

She sighed at the delight of giving him pleasure.

He reached down to her face and stroked her cheek.

He thrust into her mouth, as if making love to her. In and out. Pleasure washed through her, then he groaned and jerked deep. Hot liquid flooded her. More and more. Filling her with heat, and lust for more.

When he finally pulled his cock from her mouth, she cried out, “Oh, God, Sir, please fuck me.” Her insides churned in need. She had to have him now.

He drew her to her feet and backed her against the well. She clung to his shoulders as he pressed his big cockhead to her dripping wet opening.

His lips trailed along her jawline, sending heat simmering though her. “I’m going to fuck you now. Fill you so deep…” He nipped her neck. “Possess you so fully, that you will have no doubt I am your Master.”

“Oh, yes, Sir,” she pleaded. “Fuck me.”

His cock drove into her, filling her deeply. His cock was long and thick. He stretched her beyond belief. Pleasure rippled through her, filling her entire being.

She wrapped her arms around him. “Make me come, Mr. Pearce.”

He drove into her. Again and again. Mercilessly.

Filling her with such intense pleasure she thought she’d explode.

“Oh, yes.”

The nerve-tingling sensations of his big cock filling her, his hard body ramming her against the wall, his lips pressing against her temple, all combined to drive her to a level of bliss beyond the mere physical world.

She gasped as his cock drove deeper still, then she wailed, clinging to his shoulders. Every nerve ending burst with pleasure and she surrendered to their shared ecstasy.

The doorbell rang and Kate put down the newspaper and glanced toward the door. Should she get it? Matt had told her there was no staff on duty this week and he had apologetically gone to the office for an hour or so, despite it being Saturday, because his assistant had called with some kind of emergency that couldn’t wait until after Matt’s week off.

The doorbell rang again. She decided she might as well answer it. She went and opened the door. Her heart stammered when she found herself face-to-face with Ileana.

“What are you doing here?” Kate demanded.

Ileana pushed past her and waltzed into the house. “I think the better question is, what are you doing here?”

Kate’s eyes narrowed as she followed the woman into the kitchen. Ileana opened the fridge and helped herself to one of the blue glass bottles of imported water Matt kept chilling in the door, then grabbed a glass from the cupboard without skipping a beat. Clearly the woman knew her way around the house.

“I know that everything you told me about what happened at the party was a lie,” Kate said.

“Matt had nothing to do with that man.”

Ileana smiled at Kate as if she were genuinely amused. “Well, aren’t you the little genius? Too bad you figured it out eons too late.”

Ileana strode into the living room as if she owned the place. Kate followed her, feeling a little like a pet dog trotting after its master.

“So, have you seen his dungeon yet?” Ileana asked casually. “It’s
much
more elaborate than mine.”

Kate remembered the harsh feel of Ileana’s dungeon, with chains hanging from a cold brick wall and a selection of whips and floggers displayed on a wooden table.

She wanted this woman to leave. Just having this treacherous person here sent shivers down her spine.

Ileana switched the radio station from the soft music Kate had on to a hard rock station. “It’s in the basement and well soundproofed.” She glanced at Kate with a wicked smile. “No one would hear you scream.”

Ignoring the queasy feeling in the pit of her stomach, Kate planted her hands on her hips. “I know what you’re trying to do and it’s not going to work. You drove Matt and me apart before, and I won’t let you do it again.”

“Did you know Matt and I were a couple?”

“He told me you dated briefly, but it didn’t mean anything.”

Ileana nodded. “I see. That’s what he told you.”

Kate crossed her arms. “That’s right.”

Her eyebrow flicked upward. “So why did he propose to me then?”

Kate’s breath caught, but she knew it was a lie. “I don’t believe you.”

Ileana’s lips turned up in a predatory smile. “I know you don’t.” She reached into her shoulder bag and pulled out an iPad, then flipped it on. “But I have proof.”

After a few touches of her finger on the screen, she turned the device to face Kate.

Shock careened through her as she stared at a picture of Ileana and Matt together, Matt slipping a huge diamond ring on her finger, Ileana beaming like…well, like a woman who’d just been proposed to.

Kate glanced up at the woman’s smirking face.

“There’s
a lot
you don’t know about Matt. Shall I fill you in?”

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