The Alpha's Domination(18)

With quick movements, she ran into the bedroom taking her place by the bed as the door opened connecting their bedrooms. Next time she’d set the alarm earlier so she had more time in the bathroom. She was naked, exposed, and hadn’t the time to make sure she looked more appealing in the mirror. At least there wouldn’t be any sleep in the corners of her eyes.

“I see you remembered what I demanded of you last night,” Daniel said, stepping in front of her. He was wearing steel toe capped boots and a pair of jeans. She forced herself to keep looking at the floor even though she wanted to look at him. Why was he dressed when she wasn’t allowed? “You’ve pleased me by not using any of the clothes in the wardrobe. I wanted you naked, but I realized I hadn’t specified it. This pleases me.”

She wished she’d thought about the wardrobe but then she liked the idea of pleasing him a little more.

“You may look at me.”

Lifting her head she saw he wore a crisp white shirt. Disappointment filled her. She rather liked him without a shirt.

“Good morning, pet.” He cupped her cheek, running a finger over her lips. “Seeing you like this pleases me.” He released her face and moved past her to the drawer beside the bed. She stayed perfectly still as he got what he wanted. Seconds later he sat down on the bed. “I’m going to brush your hair for you.”

He ran the brush through her hair, taking his time. When he got to knots, she was surprised how gentle he was in working them out. Her curiosity increased about him.

“You’ve got questions?” he asked.

“How did you know, Sir?”

“You’re fidgeting. I’ve noticed over the year you fidget when you’re curious, but otherwise you sit still like a good little sub. Ask your questions. I’m ready to listen.” He continued to brush her hair. She loved the attention. Her mother hadn’t been the kind of woman to spend the time brushing hair.

“Where did you learn to brush hair, Sir?” she asked. He’d given her permission to speak, but she remembered to use his title. Dawn wanted to please him further.

“I’ve dealt with a lot of subs. I’ve found many of them like this kind of attention, and it’s a skill I learned to acquire. You’re my mate, Dawn. I’ll do whatever necessary to make you comfortable.”

“I’m very comfortable,” she said, smiling. “I love your touch.”

“Has anyone ever taken the time to brush your hair?”

“No.” She stared in front of her, resting her hands on top of her thighs.

“Get used to this. I look forward to giving you daily brushes.”

She chuckled. “Sir, about last night?”

“What about it?”

“I want to apologize for my behavior.”

“Are you sorry you got caught or sorry that you touched yourself without my permission?”

“Both.” She’d heard him reaching orgasm last night in his shower. For the first time in her life she’d been ashamed when it came to a man. Daniel had taken care of her needs, giving her a release unlike any she’d ever felt, and he’d taken care of his own himself.

“What are you thinking?” He whispered the words against her ear causing her to jump. “I want you to know I’ll be asking that question a lot. I expect you to answer me all the time. I want to know what you’re thinking, feeling, and how you’re dealing with our relationship. I expect total honesty.”

She licked her dry lips. Honesty?

Out of all he requested, total honesty scared her more than anything.

“Dawn?”

“I was thinking how much I hated not giving you pleasure last night. I’ve kept us at a distance for so long.” Tears filled her eyes as she thought about the emptiness of the past year. The only time she felt anything was when she was around Daniel. When she’d first heard about Kinkster’s, she’d intended to go every now and then. Once she met Daniel, discovered he was her Dom, she made sure to frequent the club weekly. Her weekly visits increased to several times a week. She’d been able to hold herself back to four days a week rather than the whole seven. “I heard you in the shower. I wanted to come and pleasure you like you had me.”

He paused in brushing her hair.

“I’m sorry, and I’m sorry about this last year, Sir.”

Daniel brushed a kiss to her cheek. “I was thinking of you.” He finished brushing her hair and stood. “It’s time for breakfast. Come on, baby.” He held his hand out for her to take.

Getting to her feet she followed him. She wanted to cover her body from the potential prying eyes, yet as she made her way into the kitchen, she noticed no one was around. They were alone. She was safe from anyone else looking at her. Daniel had promised her no one else would be home, and this just gave her another reason to trust him.