Dakota's Erotic Musings

When she came out of the shower, somewhat refreshed, she was pleasantly surprised to see that the pizza had already arrived and both Caelan and Kalinda were sitting on the futon with two open pizza boxes. Her stomach growled at the fragrant smell coming off the pizza.

“Come join us, Nisey. Everything is ready to go. Pizza’s hot and I sweet talked Caelan into watching that new Transporter movie you’ve been wanting to see.”

A flush crossed her face. “Oh that’s nice of you, Caelan, but I would’ve watched whatever you wanted.”

“Nonsense. I like action movies. I haven’t seen the first two but Kalinda assures me that they were action packed. Now if it had been Steel Magnolias or something like that, I would’ve put my foot down.”

Kalinda giggled and patted the seat next to her. “Come on. Our pizza is getting cold.”

Nodding, Nisey settled gingerly on the futon between Kalinda and her brother. She noted Caelan seemed to have the same habit of dominating his corner of the futon that his sister did. He was relaxed with one arm draped over the back of the futon and the other resting on the arm, sitting at an angle with his long legs stretched out in front of him. How the hell I am supposed to sit next to him? The awareness she’d felt earlier rushed back even stronger despite the meager release she’d given herself in the shower. To hide her nervousness, she leaned forward to grab a plate.

“Either of you want a slice of this one?”

“Sure, I’ll take one.” Caelan leaned forward to take if from her.

She stifled a gasp as his hand brushed against hers. Biting her lower lip, she glanced at him, wondering if he’d felt the same spark of attraction. His face was cool. Her heart sank as she looked away from him.

“Here you go.” She quickly released the plate before turning to give Kalinda one. Forget it, Nisey. He’s obviously not attracted to you. Perhaps Derrick was right?

* * * *

Even though he was trying to concentrate on the movie, Caelan was aware of every little shift and movement of the woman next to him. The smell of her soap was refreshing after the cloying perfumes his acquaintances used. She simply smelled clean. Even if she didn’t belong to another, I don’t train ‘newbies’ anymore. Even if my instincts are telling me how perfect she is, with each gesture she makes, they are nothing more than a glimpse of her natural submissiveness. When she’d turned those expressive green eyes his way earlier, it taken all of his considerable will power to not take what he was sure she wasn’t aware she was offering. He thanked God for the control he’d honed under Alastar’s tutelage. It kept him from acting impulsively and allowed his outer expression to remain calm. Without that iron-willed control, the little sub next to him would’ve realized how much he wanted her. For the first time in over a year, I’ve actually been tempted to break my rule. Perhaps it is a good thing she belongs to another.

When Nisey shifted once more, the silky strands of her hair brushed his hand where it laid across the back of futon. Trying to resist the temptation to bury his fingers in her hair, he settled for slowly stroking it.

Suddenly Nisey surged to her feet. He looked up in surprise and locked eyes with her. Her eyes were bright with desire. He nearly groaned in frustration. She was just as aware of him as he was of her. This situation was not good.

“Bathroom break!” Nisey fled the living room in a huge hurry.

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