Master of the Inn (8 page)

“I do,” she whispered.

“Give me a chance to show you I’m not Phillip. The fact that
you stayed with me without knowing me proves you want more. I want to give you
more.” He’d give her the fucking moon if that’s what it took.

“You’re a complicated man.”

“I’m trying not to be.” With Elyse he wanted to be himself.

“I don’t mean it in a bad way.” She trailed her fingers over
the hard plains of his chest. “You’re take charge, especially in the bedroom.”

“I thought you liked that.”

“I do, but there is another side to you. You’re soft and
tender. Sometimes I catch you looking at me and you look so sweet.”

“Only with you.” He kissed the top of her head. “I like the
games in the bedroom and it drives me nuts how receptive you are. You’re so
willing to give up the control, but sometimes I wonder what it would be like
to…” He stopped. He wasn’t sure he should finish. Maybe Elyse wasn’t ready to
hear what he had to say. She’d already been hurt. He didn’t want to rush her
into the emotions he felt.

“What, Logan? What do you wonder?”

“I’ve never asked this of any woman. I’ve done a lot of
kinky stuff in the bedroom. I’ve done things at play parties that you wouldn’t
believe. I thought aggressive sex was the only way I could be satisfied.” He’d
never been this open with anyone, but with her he felt he could admit anything.

“Am I doing enough to satisfy you? I don’t know about that
lifestyle but I can learn.”

“See? That’s what I mean about you being so willing, but
that’s not what I’m asking for. I wonder what it would be like to let go of the
control and just…” He ran his fingers through his hair and stared at the
ceiling.
Why is this so hard?

“Make love?” she said so low he almost missed it.

She gets me.

He looked down at her in awe of her courage to say those
words. “I’ve never referred to sex that way. I don’t know how to do anything
other than fuck, but with you I want to try.” Maybe even let her lead. He’d
never done that.

She stood up off the couch and smiled at him as she reached
for the buttons on her pajama top.

“What are you doing?” He sat up and watched as she undid the
shirt. His cock twitched when she slipped the top from her shoulders and let it
fall to the floor, leaving her in nothing but a tiny pair of pink panties.

“What’s it look like I’m doing? Helping you give up all that
control.” She hooked her fingers in each side and pushed her panties down her
legs, bending down to remove them from her ankles. Straddling him, she took his
face between her hands and kissed him. “Make love to me, Logan.”

He leaned forward, breathing in her vanilla scent. “I can do
that.” He pressed his lips against hers, taking his time to feel her. “I want
to do that.” The sensation her naked skin created against his chest drove him
insane with desire but he wanted to take things slow. Savoring the moment, he
let his hands explore her shoulders and arms, never taking his lips away from
hers.
Who knew kissing could be so sensual?

“Logan.” When she rocked against his dick he felt the warmth
of her juices seep through his pajama bottoms. She broke the kiss to trail her
lips along his jaw and down his neck. She placed hot, open-mouthed kisses
across his chest, moving lower to his stomach and waist.

He glanced down, fighting the urge to twist his fingers
through her hair and guide her to where he needed her. Dominance wasn’t what
this moment was about. He wanted something else.

She looked up at him and smirked just before tugging at his
pants. He lifted his hips allowing her to pull off his bottoms. She positioned
herself between his legs, teasing his cock with the tip of her tongue. Then his
balls, then the base of his shaft. She took her time with long, leisurely
licks.

It was all he could do to not grab her and make her take
more. “So good.” He reached down and touched her face, running his thumb along
her cheek.

She gently pushed his hand away. Then she continued working
her way up to the tip of his cock, swirling her tongue over the head. He could
feel the tenderness in each of her movements. The heat of her mouth and the
slickness of her tongue became his undoing. He felt the intensity in his
stomach but once his leg muscles tightened he knew he was done for. But then
she withdrew her mouth and kissed her way up his stomach, over his chest and to
his lips.

“Not yet, sexy.” She smiled as she climbed back into his
lap. “I have plans.”

He let out a frustrated sigh. No woman had ever dared to
deny him, let alone hold off his orgasm. But with her, it was different. He
found it amusing to let her lead.

As she kissed his lips, she rubbed her pussy along the
length of his shaft. If she kept that up, he would come before he even got
inside her. With her tongue probing the inside of his mouth, she grabbed the
base of his cock and moved the tip along her slit.

“Fuck! We need to take this upstairs.”

She shook her head. “Right here, right now.” She inserted
the head of his cock inside her slick heat.

“Whoa, cupcake, that feels too good. We need a condom.” If
she didn’t stop, he would throw her down and take her.

Control? Where is my famous control now?

She whispered into his ear, “I’m on the pill.” She kissed
her way back to his lips. “We don’t need a condom.”

“Are you sure that’s what you want?”

She nodded as she worked her body onto his cock.

“I’ve never done it this way before.”

“I’m your first?” She rocked against him engulfing him in
her warmth.

“My only.” He closed his eyes and relished the feel of her.
No physical connection he’d created with another woman had felt like this. With
each of her rolling thrusts he met her with a slow upward motion.

She ran her fingers through his hair as she kissed him.
Slipping his hand between them, he found her aroused nipples. He traced the
pads of his fingers over her breasts getting lost in the sounds of the sexy
noises she made each time he applied pressure to her nipples. The kissing
became more frantic, each breath a little more labored until finally neither of
them could take it anymore.

Logan felt the intensity of his climax coming on, but he had
to take her with him, so he lowered his hand between them finding her clit. She
cried out his name when he pressed against it.

“That’s my girl,” he whispered in her ear. “Come with me.”

She gripped his shoulders and pushed down on him, clenching
his cock with the muscles of her sex. “Logan… I…” She dropped her head down
onto his chest as he came deep within her.

He stroked her hair for what seemed like an eternity. She
lifted her head and stared into his eyes. He detected a hint of vulnerability
in hers. He ran his thumb along her bottom lip before placing a tender kiss on
her mouth. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“Giving me that experience.”

“It was okay?” She pressed his fingers to her lips and
gently kissed each one.

“It was more than okay.” He pulled her into a tight embrace.
“It has never been like that for me, Elyse. I’m good at demanding what I want,
but I’m not so great with expressing my feelings.”

“That’s okay.” She snuggled deeper into his hold. “I can
feel it, Logan. I know.”

“I just want you to know tonight was one of the best nights
of my life.” He kissed her hair.

“Mine too.”

Chapter Nine

Logan tried to keep up with Elyse as she breezed down the
aisles of the market. Why he had agreed to go with her was beyond him. He
watched her wiggle her cute, little ass as she made her way to the produce
section.

Now he remembered why he went with her. He couldn’t stay
away from her.

He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist,
kissing the back of her neck.

“Logan.” She swatted at him. “What are you doing?”

“Touching what’s mine.”

“Not here.” She ducked out of his hold. “People are staring
at us.” She glanced at the old woman who couldn’t take her eyes off them.

“I apologize,” Logan said to the woman. “I can’t keep my
hands off of her.”

The woman smiled her amusement then went back to choosing
her oranges.

“See.” Logan reached for Elyse’s arm. “No problems.”

“You get the spinach.” She pointed to the case in front of
them. “I’ll grab some potatoes. Then we’re out of here.”

“I don’t like spinach.” He stared at the offensive, green
leafy stuff. He’d had an aversion to spinach his whole life.

“Funny.” She grinned. “You never mentioned that.”

“Whenever would it have come up?” He rolled his eyes
thinking back to that first night they were together. Of all the words to pick
as a safeword, she chose the one vegetable he despised.

“I’m making a wonderful Italian egg drop soup. You’ll love
it. I promise.”

“I don’t think so.” He crinkled his nose. “Can’t you put
something else in it?”

“Um, no, the recipe calls for spinach.” She picked a bundle
of the vegetable. “We need it.”

He shook his head. “I’m not eating it.”

“Hey, my kitchen, my rules.” She pushed the spinach into his
hand. “Now put that in the cart.”

“Are you telling me what to do?”

“Yes,” she defiantly told him. “What are you going to do
about it?”

She wants to play.
Ever since that night on the
couch, the sex had been different between them. It had become more sensual.
They were learning one another. Making love with Elyse had been a defining
moment in their relationship and while sex might have been tamer than what
Logan was used to, it was still pretty hot. But, maybe his little chef missed
the kink.

When he tossed the spinach in the cart, he caught Cora
watching them. He wondered how long she’d been standing there. She nodded at
him before disappearing down another aisle. Elyse picked out her potatoes,
never acknowledging Cora’s presence.

Logan came up from behind her and whispered into her ear.
“To answer your question, I have a riding crop with your name on it.” He nipped
her earlobe. “I’m going to use it tonight, my feisty girl.”

My bedroom, my rules.

She looked over her shoulder, staring up at him with wide
eyes.

“No turning back now, cupcake. You started this game.”

***

Elyse soaked in the large tub in Logan’s bathroom. He
insisted on cleaning up the dinner dishes so she could take some time to relax.
His affectionate side made her smile. He always found new and thoughtful ways
to surprise her. Yesterday morning, he’d left an old book on the kitchen
counter. The book contained recipes from his aunt’s side of the family. Elyse
remembered some of the muffins and pies from when she visited the inn as a
child. One of the things she recalled was the scent of those fresh baked goods
filling the entire downstairs. She wanted to recreate that bit of nostalgia and
have Logan’s guests leave with such vivid memories of their stay. She felt
honored Logan would share them with her.

Indulging in the hot, bubbly water longer than she
anticipated, her fingers shriveled. She drained the water as she toweled off.
She wondered what Logan had planned for her tonight. Two nights ago, they sat
on the front porch drinking hot apple cider and making plans for the grand
opening. He had impressed her with his marketing and advertising ideas. After
the first of the year, he wanted to implement his business plan. There was no
doubt in her mind that Logan would be a success. He had a charismatic
personality, he proved to be more than handy, and he possessed a strong
business sense. Pleasure Inn could be the talk of the area by this time next
year. Elyse looked forward to seeing the place thrive. But even more so, she
wanted to stay here with Logan and build a future with him.

From the mirror, Elyse caught the door to the bathroom open.
She wrapped the towel around her and turned to face Logan. He smelled of body
wash and sported nothing but a pair of worn, well-fitting jeans. He must have
showered in the spare bedroom while she had her bath.

“Did you need something?”

“You.” He stepped into the spacious room and moved behind
her. “I have plans for you.” He trailed his tongue along the side of her neck.

“What kind of plans?” She smirked.

“Patience.” He tugged at her towel, releasing it from her
body and letting it fall at her feet. “You’ll be naked most of the evening.”

She leaned against his chest, reaching up to cup his face.

He grabbed her hands and placed them by her sides. “Tonight
we have rules. The first one is no touching me unless I give you expressed
permission.”

“What?”

He pressed his finger against her lip. “Rule number two, you
don’t speak unless I ask you a question. Do you understand?”

She nodded.

“Technically that was a question, but I’ll give you a few
minutes to get used to the scene.” He slipped his hand down her jaw and across
her neck. Her nipples hardened as she watched his every move in the mirror.
“I’m in a Dominant mood tonight. Your little act of defiance at the market
today triggered it.”

Elyse wanted to push his buttons earlier in the day because
she liked when his Dominant side made an appearance. She hoped he would want to
play when she taunted him, but she thought more along the lines of an erotic
spanking. When her eyes connected with his in the mirror, she wasn’t sure a
sexy slap on the ass was what he had in mind.

“If you don’t want to play, now would be the time to tell
me. Once we enter the bedroom, I’ll expect you to obey my every command.”
Moving his hand down her stomach and to her heated sex, he covered her pussy
with the span of his hand. “Your body, this,” he swiped his thumb over her
slit, “belongs to me. I’ll control all of your pleasure tonight. I’ll say how many
times you come and when you come.”