Page 129 of To Catch a Sub

“That doesn’t change that I fucked up last night,” he insisted, pressing a gentle finger against her lips when she started to speak. “I didn’t consciously plan to question you during the scene. You just…frustrate me. And it felt like if you would just answer a damned question, it wouldn’t be so frustrating.”

“That’s what Andrei said. That I frustrate you.”

“Fuck that guy.” Landon’s lip pulled up in a snarl.

“He’s the one who suggested I tie you down and fuck you.”

“Always liked that chap. One of my best mates.”

Colette laughed in delight, and kept laughing as he hauled her up into his arms. Rather than a bridal carry, Landon hiked her up so her legs were hooked around his waist.

“Forgive me?” he asked softly. “I abused the gift of your submission. I won’t ever do it again.”

“I forgive you.” Colette wrapped her arms around his neck and hiked herself up, yelping as he grabbed her ass to keep her in place.

“Butt hurt?”

“A little.”

“Good.”

“Bastard,” she purred, kissing his cheek and nipping the corner of his mouth.

“No biting unless you want me to bend you over the back of one of these couches.”

Moments ago she’d been so terrified it was unthinkable that she’d ever feel anything but fear again. Now desire gripped her with a ferocity that shocked.

Colette tightened her arms, leaned in, and bit his earlobe.

“Ouch.”

She tutted. “The Dom can’t take a little bite? The couches are closer. That means we get to fuck sooner.”

“Oh no love, no topping from the bottom.” Landon adjusted his hold, grabbing her thighs and hauling her up.

Colette shrieked and he tossed her over his shoulder, her breasts nearly spilling out of the corset. He started walking across the club with her bouncing on his shoulder.

She braced one hand on his back, and with the other reached down and slapped his ass.

He laughed and carefully guided them through the door into the hall.

“Let’s fuck against the wall,” she said as he turned the corner towards their rooms. She was more than a little breathless, both from her position and because she was remembering her fantasy from last night.

“I told you last night what I wanted to do to you next.”

He had?

Landon opened the door not to either of their bedrooms, but a playroom. He lowered her to her feet, holding her as she found her balance. She glanced around, then looked back at him.

“No bed,” he said softly. “No chains.”

Her heart stuttered, her throat tight with emotion.

“And if you want this to be vanilla…” He trailed off frowning. “Well, as vanilla as either of us is capable of?—”

Colette laughed softly.

“—tell me now.”