D.L. Hess

Do you want to play a game?_ he asks, his tone rich and dark and sensuous like his chocolate. Every atom in me stands at attention. __hat kind of game?___e__l call it __ir Says_. The rules are very simple__ give you a command. . . and you obey.

She__ beautiful. Her responsiveness is intoxicating. I have to have this woman.

I__ not going to deny that I want to fuck you. I can__ promise a future or that I__l be some sniveling boyfriend who pines away after you once I go back to L.A. But I will say that I have plans for you if you say yes.__ can promise you that I__ going to take you to new heights that you__e never imagined. That I__l make you feel pleasure so intense that you forget your name. I__l fuck you so good, for so long that the only thing you__l crave is my hands on your skin, my cock deep in your pussy.__f you let me, Tori, I__l open up a whole new world to you. I__l make you fly.

She__ a natural submissive and she doesn__ have a clue.

I will never intentionally ask you for anything that you aren__ willing to give. But if I do, you can always say no._ He lets that sink in for a moment. __ut you won__.

The kiss is different than I expected. It__ slow and tender, his lips soft and warm against mine. He tastes sweet, like the powdered sugar I spilt and the coffee with chicory he__ always drinking. It__ a perfect first kiss.

I look around, hoping I can postpone the indignity of stuttering like a lunatic in front of the sexiest man alive _ according to People magazine, twice _ while giving him crazy eyes. Of course, everyone looks like they__e taken care of. Except for Mr. Sexypants, major Hollywood actor, Nathanial Stone, Sir.

Holy mama llama. That__ Nathanial Stone. Nathanial Stone is sitting in my booth. Nathanial Stone is in the Finewhile Diner sitting in my booth. I__ supposed to wait on Nathanial Stone. I__ going to make a fool out of myself. I just know it. I can feel it coming. Crap.

Call me Sir.

I look at him and my body reacts in a way that it never has before, even in the throes of passion. I look at him and I start aching so deep inside it takes all I can to think, to breathe, to speak. He__ like the brightest flame and it takes everything in me to resist its call.I know that if I give in, I__l get burned so deeply, there might be nothing left once I come out the other side.But, god, I want to step into that flame.

Last night he made it very clear that he wants me.And, god help me, I want him too.

...a small part of me that worried that Tori wouldn__ be here when I arrived, that I pushed her too far, too fast, that somehow I read her wrong and asked her for more than she was willing to give. But she__ here. She__ magnificent. And she__ mine. That thought steals the air from my lungs. Her shoulders tense at my gasp, when she realizes she__ no longer alone. __ello, beautiful,_ my voice husky. I drop my bags by the door and swiftly cross the room. I only have a split second to take in how devastating she looks in her blue gown. I don__ know who moves first, but she__ in my arms as my lips descend on hers. With that first contact, the knot of tension that__ taken up residence between my shoulder blades releases, and I finally feel like I can breathe fully for the first time since I left for Los Angeles.

I look back at Tori, who__ watching him looking worried and poised as if she__ about to rush over and help him at any moment. I can understand how the kid runs into tables when she__ near. There__ something about her that makes you want to stop and stare and not look away. I feel a ping of regret when I remember that all of this is unfortunately temporary.

I like to be in charge. I like to guide my bedmate, push her to her limits, expand her horizons. My pleasure comes from the power she gives me to decide how to bring her pleasure. My pleasure comes from the trust she gives me to show her what her body is capable of if she_ just_lets_go_

I won__ ask you for anything you aren__ willing to give me,_ he croons. __nd I promise you__l enjoy it. Do you want to play?__here__ no question. __es. Yes, I do.

..."sometimes people fit together like they__e meant to be, and when you__e had that, it__ impossible to settle for something less._ Again, Tori draws my gaze. I can__ seem to look away.

Beautiful,_ his voice is velvet-laced iron, and it makes those thoughts come to a standstill. ____e told you before__t__ going to take an act of god to keep me away from you.

As much as I enjoy her laughter, I don__ like the sound of her doubting herself. And that__ something else I__ going to have to think about later on because the more I get to know Tori, the more I start to understand how she thinks and what makes her tick, the more I start to realize. . . This woman could be dangerous.