The question: “Would you like to try BDSM with me?”
Elizabeth Kemp never thought she’d ask friend and colleague, Preston Lancaster to be her submissive. Even more surprising, he agrees – on one condition: she has to return the favor. Her two weeks as his Domme ends with a dramatic climax she wasn’t prepared for – she’s hopelessly in love and terrified he’ll break her heart.
Dr. Preston Lancaster has been in love with Elizabeth since the day they met. His two weeks with her are more than he ever imagined, but when the tables are turned, she refuses to make good on her promise to reciprocate. Preston isn’t giving up without a fight, but he’s not fighting for two weeks of dominance anymore. He’s fighting for forever.
Can Preston convince Elizabeth that her heart is safe with him – or will two weeks be all he has?
~Excerpt~
“You’re blushing.” He said, flashing his pearly whites.
Flustered, Elizabeth stared down at the red and white table she was leaning against. Meeting here at the café was their Wednesday evening ritual. Her plan was to hype him up on sugar, pop the question, and let him go home to think about it all night. He was making this much harder than it was supposed to be. Pushing a few strands of her brown hair behind her ear, she focused on getting the conversation back on track.
“I always blush, you know this Preston.”
“Yeah, but you’re usually blushing at a dirty joke one of the interns tell you, or at something you read in one of your books while on lunch break. You never blush with me, because of me.”
Elizabeth lifted her head to gaze into his eyes.
“I like it. I like that you’re blushing because of me,” he whispered.
A chill crept down her spine, and she suppressed a shudder. She licked her lips and watched his gaze focus on her mouth. All sound of chatter in the restaurant disappeared. The melody of his breathing was the only thing she heard, and it was music to her ears. His gaze no longer on her lips, they stared at one another. She knew she should say something, but it was her turn to be speechless.
“I’m ready, Eliza.”
That sentence snapped her out of her daze. Shaking her head slightly to clear it, she rubbed her hands over her face, and then placed them back on the table.
“You may not be so ready once you hear the rules. You might not even like my idea any more once I tell you all the ground rules.” Elizabeth laughed softly, attempting to lighten the mood.
“I don’t think there’s anything I wouldn’t like about you or your idea, but if you want to regulate how this works, go ahead.”
“Okay, um, rule number one…” Elizabeth cleared her throat and took a quick look around the room again to make sure no one was watching them.
“What’s the first rule?”
“Give me time to say it.” Elizabeth searched her mind for a rule. She tore her napkin into a bunch of tiny pieces as rule after rule raced through her mind, none of which made sense. It was too late for her to wonder why she hadn’t thought this through more before presenting it to him.
“You don’t have any rules, do you?”
His smile was back; she loved his smile and dreamed about the dimple in his cheek. “I have rules. Rule number one is this is nothing permanent.” Yes, that was a great rule to start with. “We are just experimenting. We’ll try BDSM for a little while, you know, just to say we’ve done it before. I hear it’s the fad now. After we’re done, we’ll go back to being just friends. Okay?”
Preston chuckled.
“What’s so funny?”
“First off, my best friend and his wife live a BDSM lifestyle. I don’t think they would call it a fad. There’s more to it than what you read in books, and before you say anything, yes, I’ve seen the book you and the nurses pass around the nurses’ station.”
Elizabeth felt her cheeks heating again. “You don’t expect us to read Medical Journals all the time do you?”
“Of course not.” Preston leaned closer to her over the table. “Read whatever makes you happy, especially if it drives you to ask me to try things with you.”
His smile shouldn’t increase the throbbing she was experiencing, but it did. Elizabeth moved away from him, pressing her back against her chair.
“Okay, um, on to rule number two.”
“You haven’t finished rule number one.”
“I did. I said we would only experiment for a little while and then we would resume our regular relationship as friends.”
“A little while? That’s vague. How long are we talking…a couple of days or a couple of months?”
However long it took her to get over this insane craving she had for him. “How does a month sound?”
“You think that’s going to be enough time to experience all the aspects of BDSM?”
“If we do it right, it should.”
Preston leaned back in his seat. “I plan to do it right.”
Elizabeth clenched her thighs together. “Okay, Mr. Confident, on to rule number two. This stays between us.”
“Are you sure you’re going to be able to keep a secret like this from your best friends?”
“You mean Nancy and Tameka? I don’t tell them everything.”
“You ladies are inseparable. They’re going to wonder why you’re being secretive and not showing up to all of your girl’s night out events.”
Her girl’s nights were sacred. There was no way she was going to miss hanging with her friends. “What makes you think I won’t show up for girl’s night out?”
“Because you’ll be mine for two months. You won’t have the energy to stand up, and you definitely won’t have the energy to show up.”
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