Secrets (Passion Shields) Read Online Free Page A
Author: Kiru Taye
door and take the robe off," he said without preamble.
Chapter Three
To say that her heart was racing would've been an understatement. After an initial leap as if it would have exited her throat, the vital organ pounded against her chest with the force of excitement.
With knees threatening to buckle, Selina swayed to the door and secured it, ensuring that her sister-in-law couldn’t walk in on whatever Benjamin had planned for her.
She returned to the desk, the soft wool of the carpet cushioning her bare feet. At the desk, she removed her robe, folding it neatly the way she knew Benjamin preferred and leaving it on the chair. While she was happy to remove her clothes and toss them aside, Benjamin preferred a tidy environment. And she'd learned to please him by adopting his style.
Even now, knowing he wasn't here, she still did it anyway because it made her feel as if she was in his presence. And he would keep her safe regardless of the physical distance between them.
She picked up the phone where she'd left it on the table.
"I've done as you instructed," she said, glad that her calm voice hid her trembling excitement.
"Good girl," he said.
Approval. She'd pleased him. A warm glow bloomed in her chest, cheery and bright, curling her lips in a happy smile.
"Now, put the phone on speaker and leave it on the desk."
When Benjamin was in this mode, his voice acquired an intense, thick quality like a baritone. The fierce and vivid cadence washed over her, mesmerizing her into compliance, the sexiest thing she'd ever heard. Inside her body mellowed, liquid surging within her core.
She obey ed and stood back, waiting for his next instruction. This was exactly what she loved. The freedom to just be and enjoy this lull in their otherwise hectic existence without guilt or scorn. She didn’t have to think about a thing, just followed his commands, knowing that she pleased him by doing so, also knowing that he would fulfill her needs.
It was always an exchange , his command for her obedience, his pleasure for her fulfillment.
"Stand in front of the desk and present yourself."
A frown creased her forehead, and she paused, her analytical brain kicking in. Benjamin wasn't there. He couldn’t see her through the phone. So how could she present her body to him when he couldn’t see her?
She stared at the phone about to state the obvious but bit her lower lip instead. The rules meant she couldn't talk unless asked a question that required a response.
"Do I need to repeat myself?"
How did he know she was hesitating?
"No, Benjamin."
Unnerved and with a quick glance behind as if she was expecting him to be standing there, she stood in front of the desk, back upright, shoulders squared, chest pushed out, her arms behind her back and feet shoulder-width apart, holding her body still the way he'd taught her.
" Turn around, slowly."
Strange . Still, she did as he instructed, heat sweeping over her body. In her mind's eye she pictured his all-seeing gaze on her. Tingles spread as she came to stop facing the desk again. He clit pulsed, aching with arousal. She wanted to pull her legs together. Knowing it would be going against Benjamin's wishes, she didn't.
"Take the clip out of your hair."
How did he know she had a hair clip on? Her gaze swept the room, searching. She couldn't see anything that looked like a camera. Despite the intrusion, the notion of being watched by Benjamin had her womb clenching with exhilaration.
Standing naked in front of anyone else would kill her. Humiliate her. Strip away the dignity she'd fought to regain since the attack that resulted in her scars. Her husband knew it. He'd never allowed anyone else to catch a glimpse of her bare body. She pictured him sitting at his office desk watching her via a video feed.
W as it intrusion since he owned her body? Was he sitting alone in his office playing with his massive erection while watching her naked?
"Do you want to say something, Selina?" He
Chapter Three
To say that her heart was racing would've been an understatement. After an initial leap as if it would have exited her throat, the vital organ pounded against her chest with the force of excitement.
With knees threatening to buckle, Selina swayed to the door and secured it, ensuring that her sister-in-law couldn’t walk in on whatever Benjamin had planned for her.
She returned to the desk, the soft wool of the carpet cushioning her bare feet. At the desk, she removed her robe, folding it neatly the way she knew Benjamin preferred and leaving it on the chair. While she was happy to remove her clothes and toss them aside, Benjamin preferred a tidy environment. And she'd learned to please him by adopting his style.
Even now, knowing he wasn't here, she still did it anyway because it made her feel as if she was in his presence. And he would keep her safe regardless of the physical distance between them.
She picked up the phone where she'd left it on the table.
"I've done as you instructed," she said, glad that her calm voice hid her trembling excitement.
"Good girl," he said.
Approval. She'd pleased him. A warm glow bloomed in her chest, cheery and bright, curling her lips in a happy smile.
"Now, put the phone on speaker and leave it on the desk."
When Benjamin was in this mode, his voice acquired an intense, thick quality like a baritone. The fierce and vivid cadence washed over her, mesmerizing her into compliance, the sexiest thing she'd ever heard. Inside her body mellowed, liquid surging within her core.
She obey ed and stood back, waiting for his next instruction. This was exactly what she loved. The freedom to just be and enjoy this lull in their otherwise hectic existence without guilt or scorn. She didn’t have to think about a thing, just followed his commands, knowing that she pleased him by doing so, also knowing that he would fulfill her needs.
It was always an exchange , his command for her obedience, his pleasure for her fulfillment.
"Stand in front of the desk and present yourself."
A frown creased her forehead, and she paused, her analytical brain kicking in. Benjamin wasn't there. He couldn’t see her through the phone. So how could she present her body to him when he couldn’t see her?
She stared at the phone about to state the obvious but bit her lower lip instead. The rules meant she couldn't talk unless asked a question that required a response.
"Do I need to repeat myself?"
How did he know she was hesitating?
"No, Benjamin."
Unnerved and with a quick glance behind as if she was expecting him to be standing there, she stood in front of the desk, back upright, shoulders squared, chest pushed out, her arms behind her back and feet shoulder-width apart, holding her body still the way he'd taught her.
" Turn around, slowly."
Strange . Still, she did as he instructed, heat sweeping over her body. In her mind's eye she pictured his all-seeing gaze on her. Tingles spread as she came to stop facing the desk again. He clit pulsed, aching with arousal. She wanted to pull her legs together. Knowing it would be going against Benjamin's wishes, she didn't.
"Take the clip out of your hair."
How did he know she had a hair clip on? Her gaze swept the room, searching. She couldn't see anything that looked like a camera. Despite the intrusion, the notion of being watched by Benjamin had her womb clenching with exhilaration.
Standing naked in front of anyone else would kill her. Humiliate her. Strip away the dignity she'd fought to regain since the attack that resulted in her scars. Her husband knew it. He'd never allowed anyone else to catch a glimpse of her bare body. She pictured him sitting at his office desk watching her via a video feed.
W as it intrusion since he owned her body? Was he sitting alone in his office playing with his massive erection while watching her naked?
"Do you want to say something, Selina?" He
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