He’d had submissives who enjoyed flirting and being coy in a pretty way, playfully goading the Dominance from him. His mind was full of her, every delicious move of her body in that dress that should have been illegal for public consumption, the way her hand had brushed down Josh’s arm, the graceful fingers playing on his skin, her eyes challenging. He’d had to force his mind to stay on the courtesies required of a host to ensure his guests were enjoying themselves and, where appropriate, achieving their objectives in attending.īut with every moment that passed, a beast stirred within him, growing ever more hungry and ferocious.
He hoped he was embroiled in his last conversation of the evening, which he’d strategically arranged to be on the edge of the crowd near the gardens so he could slip away.
Tyler seriously considered fabricating an outbreak of salmonella in the hors d’oeuvres and an impending locust plague, either of which would require everyone to leave now.
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