Chapter 15

All the through the shows Natasha watched, she had cummed three times thanks to Daniel's special underwear. Her cheeks had a pink tint to them which according to him made her gorgeous.

It was his own way of telling her he didn't mind her blushing, she guessed.

And considering the fact that she wasn't just blushing from what she was witnessing, but also because of the orgasms she was having, she thought it only fair that he be understanding, so to speak.

"I think you've had enough," he whispered near her ear while pressing on the button to stop the vibrating underwear.

She groaned at the loss. "Just when I was about to cum…" she muttered under her breath.

"You will cum many more times, have no worries," he promised her huskily.

"Will I?" She taunted, eying him like he was eye-candy – which he totally was.

"I'm a man of one word," he told her with a small smirk, "so yes, you will."

"Can't wait," she told him while looking at him through heavy half-lidded eyes, from where she sat with him at a special VIP table.

Dare she admit she was starting to have feelings for him other than those a sub should have for her master? But then again, what was a sub supposed to feel?

Lust? Sure.

The desire to please? Obviously.

But was love on the menu? She couldn't say.

And she didn't dare breach the subject. She didn't want to ruin what they had at the moment.

He rose to his feet, bringing her out of her reverie. "Let's," he held out a hand towards her.

She put her hand in his and rose in a graceful manner she didn't even know she possessed before.

"Where to, Dan?" Nathaniel asked from where he had sat in the VIP section as well.

"Somewhere private," Daniel responded dismissively.

"Can I join?"

Both Natasha and Daniel cried out "No" at the same time.

"Okay, okay," he held up his hands defensively. "Just a thought."

"Well, you should think more before you speak," Daniel countered.

The guy just rolled his eyes while the handsome brown-haired architect ushered his sub away from pervy eyes.

When they were a few feet away, he gave her the blindfold once again and told her to put it on.

Natasha obliged calmly, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. And in the world she had been dragged into, it was a normal thing.

They walked a few meters before coming to a stop.

"I'm gonna give it to you good today," he told her as he brought her back against his front.

She could feel the evidence of his desire through the thin material of her dress. And god only knew how much she enjoyed it. At the very least, that told her she wasn't the only one feeling this insane chemistry between them.

She heard doors opening and could only guess they were about to step into the elevator.

They did, and no sooner did the doors close, Daniel pinned her against the wall of the elevator.

"Who do you belong to?" He asked her while pulling slightly on her hair.

"I don't belong to anyone," she replied, a smirk playing at the corner of her mouth.

He pulled a bit harder at that and asked once more, "Who do you belong to?"This time around, there was a little je-ne-sais-quoi in his tone that told her it could end either very well or very badly, depending on her answer.

"To you," she said, breathless, mesmerized by his deep voice, "To Daniel Davidson."

"Say the words," he ordered.

"I belong to you," she told him huskily before biting on her lower lip.

"Good. Keep that in mind, at all times," he told her before leaning in and brushing her lips with his softly.

She wanted to deepen the kiss but he didn't allow her to. She groaned in frustration.

"We're in the elevator and there is a surveillance camera," he explained, "you're gonna get everything you want and more in the room. Just give me twenty more seconds."

"You have ten seconds, or I'm gonna make myself cum with my hand," she told him, before her tongue darted to lick his lips.

"Is that a threat?" He chuckled good humoredly while playing with her hair.She kissed him chastely, "No, just a promise."

"I'm bad influence on you," he said on a fake sigh.

"As long as you're great in bed, I don't mind much," she retorted sweetly just as the doors opened.

"See?" He countered in a light tone.

"Well, technically, I can't see a damn thing," she replied jokingly.

"Yes, that's the reason why I made you put the blindfold in the first place," he drawled.

"I know, I know," she replied evenly.