The Dom’s Submission: Complete Series by Ellis O. Day
CHAPTER 7: Terry
Terry led Maggie to his car and held the door while she climbed inside. So much for a night of sex. She was a mess. He got into the driver’s side. “What’s your address?”
She rattled it off and he input it into the GPS. She stared out the window, shoulders slumped and the sparkle long gone from her tear-filled eyes. She looked like her entire world had collapsed and he had no idea how to fix it.
He pulled out of the parking lot. “I’m sorry.” It was the best he had.
She sniffled.
His foot pushed down on the gas. He was great with stubborn women, angry women, flustered women but not crying women. He always said the wrong thing and made everything worse.
“Not your fault.” She used part of her sleeve to dab at her eyes.
“No, but I’m sorry anyway.” There, that wasn’t too bad.
“Don’t be.” She sat up straighter. “At least, I now know what kind of person she really is. Although, I’m sure she didn’t think I’d almost be raped.” She shook her head. “No. Vicky wouldn’t have done that.”
“Stop, okay. This woman, this friend, tricked you into going to a sex club. She had to know you’d look for her and that meant she had to, at least, assume you’d go into the playrooms.” The words came out harsher than he’d meant.
“I guess, but that doesn’t mean she thought men like them would be there.”
“Still. She put you at risk, leaving you there alone.” His fist tightened on the steering wheel. Maggie was sweet and basically innocent. She should never be in the Club alone, with him was a different story.
“You said things like that didn’t happen at the Club. You said everyone understood who wanted to…you know and who didn’t.”
“Jesus, you can’t even say the word, can you?” He glanced at her.
“Yes, I can, but I don’t see the reason.”
“I don’t believe you.”
She was getting flustered but at least she wasn’t ready to cry. “Fine. Have sex. Are you happy now?”
“That’s not the word I meant.”
“Well, that’s the only word I’m going to say.” She crossed her arms over her chest.
“I’ll take that as a challenge.” He couldn’t wait to make her pant for him, beg him to fuck her.
“It wasn’t.” She turned toward the window, sad again.
“Come on, say it.”
“No.”
“Please.”
She glanced at him. “No.” But her tone was amused. “I’m not saying the f-word.”
“You owe me.”
“Now, I owe you for saving me?”
“Of course.” He grinned. “Everything has a price and I want to hear you say fuck.”
“Too bad. Tonight, you’re not going to get what you want.”
“You’re right about that.” He made sure she saw his eyes rake over her and he swore she shivered. “You know, when we get to your place, we can finish what we started before Ethan interrupted.”
“I-I don’t think so.”
“Indecision. I’ll take that as a yes.”
She laughed. “It’s not. Trust me, we’re not doing anything at my house.”
“There’s a nice hotel right up the street.”
She laughed harder. “Going to a hotel with you is not a good idea.”
“But it’ll be fun.” He stopped at a light and he leaned toward her. “Don’t you want to be naughty? I bet your ex is being naughty. If he left you, he probably already has another woman.”
Her shoulders drooped and tears formed in her eyes.
Damn, he’d blown it again. “I’m sorry.”
“You should be.”
He hadn’t expected that. He almost snapped that it was the truth, but instead gritted his teeth and drove in silence. She sniffled and he stepped on the gas. He had no idea how to stop her from crying, so getting her home was the next best thing. He followed the GPS and pulled into a driveway at a nice house in a nice neighborhood.
“Thank you for the ride.”
“I’ll give you a ride anytime. Any kind of ride you want.”
“Stop. Please.” She got out of the car. “I really…just can’t.” She closed the door and headed up the driveway.
“Wait.” He hurried after her, catching her on the front porch. He wasn’t giving up yet. “I’d like to see you again.” He’d like to see her naked and bent over his lap.
She sighed. It was sad and weary. “I appreciate everything you’ve done for me, but I don’t have time for anything else in my life.” She opened the door and slipped inside.
Damn, he loved a challenge.
