The longer it took, the angrier I got, but once I started it was impossible to convince myself to stop until I finally got off. After another fifteen minutes, I finally felt the beginnings of an orgasm building. Unfortunately, the small cresting wave that I caught wasn’t all that fulfilling, but it would have to do because I was exhausted. Even so, I tossed and turned for hours with Master’s voice and actions rolling around in my head, keeping my body at a simmer.

During the middle of the night I couldn’t take it any longer and slipped my hand between my thighs to once more try to get off. Anything to release some of the tension that was keeping me from getting a good night’s sleep. Yet again, my body refused to give me what I wanted and I was more rough than I had intended, leaving myself sore, tired, sweaty and still barely satiated.

Hours later my alarm jolted me awake. Even after silencing the annoying thing, it took me a few minutes to get out of the bed and start my daily ritual of getting ready for work. Since I was sore between my legs from the rough night, I put on a loose skirt, thigh highs and heels — no panties. They’d just rub and make things worse. Plus it was Sunday, and sexy, mystery man didn’t show up on Sundays so ideally my pussy and hormones would behave for a few hours at least.

I did have an event to deal with where I would be standing and walking quite a bit, so I slipped a pair into my purse just in case things got sweaty. My life was practical, not sexy, sadly.

Once I blow-dried my hair and curled it, I pulled on another silk top not much different from the one I’d worn the night before. As flashes of the evening swamped me, I quickly whipped it off and put on a button-up top. Again it made me think of Master J, but I ran out of time and if I wasted any more I’d be late for work.

Grabbing my purse and keys, I ran out the front door. As I pulled into my parking spot at the hotel, I realized with a hot flash of horror that I’d forgotten my phone at home. One more reason I would have to behave while at work, even though I would have much rather have been able to text him as soon as I double-checked my calendar for upcoming events. I couldn’t wait to meet up with him again even if I didn’t get sexual gratification from it; the feelings it gave mel to let him have control of me gave me a rush while at the same time created a calm, quiet place my mind already craved.

Walking in the front door of the hotel, I saw Jennifer was in so it was going to be a busy day of gossip if she got her way. I already had a busy event to deal with so I was hoping I might be able to put it off for another day. Only time would tell.

Chapter 8

John

I was glad I’d already arranged to have the shirt out of my bag and a note left for Alix after I left her. I’d had to force myself to leave the room before I snapped and fucked her raw. She wanted it, she was begging me to do it, but she wasn’t ready. I wanted more from our relationship than a quick fuck.

Even as my dominant side pushed for me to take over everything in her life, I knew I had to let it be her choice where this thing was going. I already had quite a bit of control over things and didn’t want to make her run by taking too much from her. That’s not the type of dom I was. I refuse to force a woman to do things she doesn’t want to do¸ including spending time with me.

When a woman truly submits and hands over their control to you, that’s when it’s exhilarating. When the choice is there and they choose you, they choose to submit of their own free will when they could just as easily not.

I was disciplined and in control of myself enough to let her take the choice of when we would meet. Once she was in my grasp again, I would take over.

After spending hours working with patients online, I looked at my phone again. Alix was supposed to send me her schedule. She didn’t say exactly when she got it, but I expected it in the morning hours. By one, I grumbled in irritation. I wanted to text her, but it was her turn.

Grabbing my wallet and keys off the counter, I took the elevator down to the lobby of the hotel. I knew she’d be down there. Since she didn’t know what I looked like, I could easily get a glimpse of her then return to my computer. Another plus of her not knowing who I was. I could see her as much as I wanted and she’d never know. If she knew, she might think it a bit stalker-ish.

Laughing at that thought, I knew it was just another side of my dom coming out. The need to know where my woman was.

In the lobby, I glanced toward her office, but it was empty. That meant she was probably near or in the ballroom with an event of some kind. I debated for a moment on how I would be able to excuse being in that area, then I figured, who cared? Hotel guests always went where they weren’t supposed to.

I knew where all the event rooms were; I’d even attended functions in many of them over the years. I’d never had the pleasure of meeting the woman behind them, though. She was always a fixture around the outside of the event, making sure everything was going as planned. Without her knowledge, I’d been watching her for far longer than I’d ever admit to anyone. Then one day she’d caught me watching her and it became a game of who could sneak glimpses without being noticed.

My body caught fire when her eyes were on it. I didn’t have to look at her to know when she was watching me; I felt it. After months and months of playing the little game we played, she appeared in that club. My control snapped and I grabbed her while I could. It was my one and only chance to finally get what I wanted.

Following sounds of laugher and the dull hum of chatter, I found the room where the event was. It was packed and most people were wearing semi-formal or business attire. I was in a pair of jeans and a plain shirt; I wouldn’t be able to join the party without standing out.

Damn.

Shoving my hands in my pockets out of frustration, I turned around to head back to my suite. To my surprise, I nearly bowled over Jennifer and Alix. While Alix gave me a shy smile and ducked her head, Jennifer’s hands grabbed my biceps as she purred.

“I’d say sorry, John, but really I’m not since I caught myself on these hunky arms.” Jennifer smiled at me. I nodded my head and stepped to the side, letting her arms drop. Alix threw a glare at her before looking away again. Sighing, Jennifer continued, “I thought you’d have heard us coming up behind you. We were discussing Alix’s wild night.”

I lifted an eyebrow at her as a smirk came over my face. I found it hard to believe that Alix would have spilled much about our time together to a gossiper like Jennifer, but I didn’t have to respond.

Gasping, Alix slapped Jennifer’s arm before stalking into the party. shaking her head.

“She’s so easy to upset. She wouldn’t even tell me any details, just that she had a date — like it was such a big deal to have a date.” Jennifer ran her fingers through her hair.

“Maybe it is for her. Not everyone lives the life you do. And not everyone feels the need to share all their personal business,” I informed her, feeling like I needed to stand up to the woman if Alix wasn’t going to.

“John, she totally knows I’m kidding. The girl is entirely too shy and quiet for her own good. I’m just trying to get her to open up and have some fun.” Jennifer rolled her eyes at me. “You know, like the kind I could show you.”

“No, doll. You can’t show me anything, but thank you for the offer.” I started to walk down the hall away from her.

“The offer is always open if you change your mind.” She raised her voice enough to make sure I heard her.

Not giving her any reaction, I continued walking. She needed someone to take her over their knee and give her a good paddling for that mouth of hers, but I had my eye on Alix.