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Chapter one of Awakening – A Master and His Submissive.
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I was so engrossed in the stack of membership applications laid out in front of me that I barely heard her soft voice over the pounding bass from the club downstairs. When I looked up I almost didn’t recognize the beautiful young woman standing in the doorway of my office.
“Marissa?” I asked, standing up from my desk.
“Surprise! Melissa told me you were up here and said it would be okay if I came in to say hello. The security guard let me up. I hope that is okay,” Marissa said as she stepped into my office.
Holy fuck, my baby sister’s childhood best friend was all grown up. Her long, thin legs were encased in a pair of tight denim jeans. Her loose, flowy cream top fell just above the waist band of said, sexy-as-hell jeans, teasing me with the sexiest little sliver of creamy, pale skin. My cock twitched in my slacks, surprising the hell out of me. I tried my hardest to recall the last time I had seen her, but I was coming up blank.
I blinked a few times and tried to clear my vision. What the hell was wrong with me? I was a thirty-eight-year old man who owned one of the hottest nightclubs in the city. Why was I fighting an erection from seeing the smallest amount of flesh? I had half naked women throwing themselves at me every night; begging me really.
“Where are my manners? Please come in.” I walked around my desk to greet her properly.
Before I knew what was happening, her slender arms were wrapped around my waist and she was burrowing in under my chin, squeezing me tightly. How long had it been since a woman touched me freely, without my permission? When the shock of her touch wore off I wrapped my arms around her and returned the hug. Then it hit me. Her smell. A flood of memories rushed me. I inhaled deeply, taking in the coconut scent of her hair. I had associated that smell with Marissa since she was a scrawny little teenager, but the woman in my arms was no longer a kid. My body was reacting to the woman she had become.
She was stunningly beautiful. Long chestnut hair that would be perfect to slide my fingers through, wrap around my fist, and twist until tears sprang from her eyes. I felt myself starting to lengthen and harden at the thought of her begging me to loosen my grip as I fed her my… what the fuck was I thinking? This is not some woman I could take or use. This was my sister’s best friend.
I cleared my throat and prayed to God my voice did not give away my current state of arousal. “How long are you visiting for?” I asked.
She pulled away from my chest and smiled up at me. A smile that hit me straight in the gut, a bright and sweet smile. A smile that was so full of youthful innocence. A smile that was throwing up warning signs all over the place. I was suckered in by an innocent smile once. A smile that promised to be sweet and sexy, but instead was sour and cold. I would never make that mistake again.
“Mel didn’t tell you? I moved back.” Marissa had a hopeful look on her face. A look I didn’t quite understand.
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