Taking His Woman(32)

“Don’t get so defensive. He’s great for you, but I’ve watched him with you, and there is something dark or intense about him that scares me a little. I like him because the only woman he sees is you.” Elizabeth had been to their house for dinner with Trent. Erica sat back, staring at her sister and thinking about what she’d said.

“You think he’s dark?”

“I don’t know, Erica. I’m not that great around men. The most men I’ve seen are the ones mum came home with. Let’s face it. They’re not easy on the eyes.”

Erica couldn’t argue with her sister. “Have you been with a man?”

Her sister looked uncomfortable. “No. After a few of her boyfriends tried to get into my pants, I locked my door and fit a barricade over it so no one could get into my room. That house could be falling ‘round our ears, but no one was getting through that door without my say so.”

Erica laughed at her sister. She could imagine what she’d do to keep people away from her.

“You’re a virgin?”

Elizabeth nodded. “Pathetic, I know. Thirty years old and a virgin. The shit life I’ve led you’d think I’d be fucking everything with a dick. Watching the way the men were with mum, I knew I didn’t want to be just another screw. When I give myself to a man, I want it to be because he loves me.”

Erica could relate to her sister’s words. Erica had waited for Chris. Everything that happened after had meant nothing. When he’d taken her innocence it had been the most amazing feeling in the world.

“You want my advice? Talk to Chris. He loves you, and I’m sure he’ll want to know the kind of freaky sex you want. He’s older and has probably done most of it. Talk to your soon-to-be-husband. If you can’t be open with him, why are you marrying him?”

Erica thought about her sister’s words on the way home. She knew she should just tell him. The traffic blurred as her decision became final. She would tell him tonight when he got back from his business dinner. He said he’d be home to change before leaving, but she didn’t want him thinking about her revelation over food where she couldn’t see him.

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Chris moved the drawer out of the way to grab his cufflink. In the process something fell with a heavy thud. Frowning, he leaned under the bed and pulled out what had fallen. It was a book. He turned it over to look at the cover on the front. The picture was of a woman bound before a man, who held a whip coiled in his fist. His free hand was gripping the woman’s hair in a firm grasp.

The cufflink forgotten, Chris sat on the edge of the bed and read the back of the book. It was clear the book was about dominance and submission. He flicked to the page to where Erica had obviously dog-eared the page. Chris smiled thinking about the many books she’d pulled out of his library that now had a page marked from her lack of a book mark.

Intrigued, he began to read the page she’d left. He turned a couple of pages to the beginning so he could get the whole scene.

By the end, he was hard as rock. Erica had hidden the book under the bed. Without thinking, he opened her side unit and then a few of her drawers, discovering more erotic books with a similar theme.

Chris was no virgin. Before Erica, he’d had many women and had experimented in everything. He’d even experimented with his own sex for the fun of it. No one knew about his exploits. He kept most of his private life, private.

Holding the book in his hand, he went in search of the woman in question. She was in the kitchen, tossing some pasta in a pan of tomato sauce.

“Hi. Did you find those cufflinks?” she asked.

He wasn’t upset with her over the reading material. If anything, he wondered why she hadn’t shared these with him.

“Yes. I did. Look what else I found.” Chris put the book on the counter next to the cooker. He watched her reaction closely. Her face went the shade of beet-root, and her hands shook as she picked it up. The reading material and all of her actions leading up to this point made sense. His woman was unsatisfied and didn’t know how to tell him. Chris wasn’t insulted. He held a great deal back because he didn’t want to scare her. Passion could affect everyone in different ways.

“Interesting reading material while I’m not here.” He lifted an eyebrow. She bowed her head, looking away from him. He didn’t want her being afraid.

“I don’t know what you mean. I haven’t seen this before.” Chris chuckled. He moved round the counter, standing behind her. Curling an arm around her waist, he pressed his cock against her ass.

“I’m not upset, baby. Is this book yours?” he asked.