My Best Friend's Stepfather #1(9)

“Do you mean like talk or play games?”

“Games?” His eyes twinkled and thoughts of erotic, adult games flickered through her brain.

“Like cards or something,” she quickly added.

“Yes. What would you like to spend time together doing?” He leaned back against the couch, watching her. “What do you do with your friends when you spend an evening in together?”

“Well, I have one friend. A … uh, a close friend … who comes over regularly to watch a movie.”

God, she’d almost said Adam’s name, but since Adam closed up whenever she asked him about his internship with Dare in college, she didn’t want to mention Adam, in case there were tensions on Dare’s side, too.

His eyebrow arched and his eyes seemed more solemn. “Is that your boyfriend?”

“No, we run together—for exercise I mean—and, well…” She shrugged. “We’re friends.”

Dare sipped his drink. “But you’d like it to be more.”

She frowned.

“Tell me.”

She hadn’t intended to. She’d been going to shrug it off. But it was as if that authoritative tone he used could get her to do anything.

“We’ve known each other for a while now and I am attracted to him, but he’s never asked me out.”

“Why wait for him to ask you? If you want to be with him, why don’t you take the lead?”

She bit her lip. “I’m not good at that sort of thing.”

He smiled. “That could change. As you learn more about Domination, you might like to try taking charge. Maybe you should take this opportunity to learn to be more assertive. And once you’re comfortable with being in the lead, you can take control of any situation you want. At work, at home. In the bedroom.”

She shivered at his words, and the intensity of his midnight eyes.

In the bedroom was where she wanted to be with him right now. With him in control.

“So we’ll watch a movie,” he said.

Disappointment washed through her. How much would she learn while sitting watching a movie for two hours? On the other hand, she would be spending time with a sexy billionaire drinking expensive wine.

But she didn’t really believe that Mr. Gallagher … Dare … would waste time. He was the type of man who was focused on his goals.

“Get the fourth movie on the top shelf beside the entertainment center and put it in the Blu-ray player.”

She walked to the shelf and retrieved the movie then inserted it in the device. The case was all black and she didn’t recognize the name on the disc label, so she had no idea what the movie was about. She sat down beside him again as the movie started.

“I want you to sit on the floor beside me.”

She put down her wineglass and stood up.

“Actually, I want you to kneel, so take off your shoes.”

She sat again and crossed her legs, then unfastened the strap of her high heels. Her skirt hiked up a little and his gaze lingered on her legs.

She placed her shoes to the side then knelt on the floor.

“Right here between my feet,” he said, moving his legs apart.

She moved in front of him then settled between his calves. He rested his hand on her shoulder as he watched the movie start up on the screen. At the warmth of his fingers cupping her shoulder, she felt a humming deep inside her. She barely saw what was happening on the screen as she found herself leaning against his knee.

He stroked her hair, his fingertips parting the strands gently as they moved. She felt like a cherished pet. She wanted to rest her head on his knee and just enjoy his attention.

Then the sound of muffled moans drew her focus to the TV.

A naked woman with a gag in her mouth was tied to a pole while a bare-chested man flicked a flogger across her back. The soft sounds she made turned to sharper cries as the man struck harder, leaving red marks on her skin.

Ashley’s jaw dropped as she watched. The man pulled the gag from the woman’s mouth and asked her what she wanted. She begged for him to touch her … to fuck her.

The man dropped his pants and held his fully erect cock in his hand, then walked toward her. Another naked man appeared and untied her, then he pushed on her back until she was bent forward. The first man pushed his cock into her mouth. The other man stepped behind her and thrust deep into her, to her moan.

Ashley turned her head away. She didn’t want to watch this, especially with Dare sitting right here. Embarrassment burned through her.

“Don’t you like the movie?” he asked.

“Not really.”

“Call me Mr. Gallagher tonight.”

Oh, God. Her embarrassment burned hotter, as if she were a teenager who’d been caught watching porn.