Chapter 53

• As they rode back up the elevator, he continued to praise her, and her body seemed to almost Pavlovianly respond. She had thought she was completely sated, but his words made her nipples harden as they stood close together. She did not understand why she suddenly gasped with secret arousal, but she somehow knew it was tied to his words. It was if she was being trained ... like a pet ... she knew he was waiting for her to commit, and she was drawing ever closer. As he led her back to the room, she imagined what it would be like with a collar on ... would it be better? Worse? Would he treat her nicer? Rougher?
• Up the elevator Maeson was aware of Kimber all the way. He stroked her back, hand traveling up and down her spine. She was pressed against him, body conforming to his as only an intimate couple could be, and they were so close to the hotel room. Down the hall he guided her, never wanting to let her leave his side, never wanting to let her out of contact with his own body. He was also well aware that he was completely hard for her.
• When the room lock popped something also popped within Maeson, he needed her. He needed to enter her. In some way to claim his little sister with his will. He was so drunk on the control he had over her. With the door open he turned Kimber around pushed her backwards on the bed and knelt over her bringing his face close to hers.