Seduced by the CEO by Lexie Davis Page A

of the
barber chair with straps on it. Next to it was a medical exam table. She took a
deep breath. The room was filled with various props. The far wall had a web,
something she had seen another man chain a woman to. Stools and benches
separated the larger pieces of equipment with a cross of sorts taking up the
middle of the room. He even had a designated area for paddles, whips, and masks
of all kinds.
    “How long have you been doing this?”
    Micah remained in his spot near the entrance of the
room. “Most of my sexual life. I’ve only owned this club for three years
though.”
    She stared at the assortment of paddles. “And women
consent to this?” She lifted a paddle off the hook and felt her eyes widen.
“This is real wood. Some woman allows you to hit her with this?”
    He nodded.
    She smacked the paddle against her hand, flinching at
the sting. “Would you ever let a woman hit you with this?”
    He moved from his spot, coming her way. “Is that what
you want? To spank me with a paddle?”
    “You are definitely more naughty than me.” She fingered one of the holes in the wood and glanced up at him.
    He reached for the paddle and placed it on the hook.
He exchanged it for another paddle, one that was a bit smaller in size. He
handed it to her and surprisingly, it fit well in her hand.
    “Go ahead.”

Chapter
Seven
     
    Micah knew he had to be fucking insane if he was
consenting to allowing her to paddle his ass. He had never stepped out of the
dominant role to become a submissive. Never thought he would, either.
    “You want me to hit you?”
    “Not really,” Micah stood beside her with his hands on
his hips. “I want you to trust me. I’m giving up my power, my control, to you.”
    She debated. “You’re giving me your trust, so I will
trust you?”
    Micah took a deep breath. He should have—and would
have—stopped a long time ago, but Kristin sparked a different reaction in him.
He wanted her trust. He wanted to prove to her that he deserved it. So what if
he fucking lost his mind and gave her the dominant role? He refrained from
groaning at his own stupid realization.
    “Trust goes both ways, doesn’t it?”
    She gripped the paddle and looked up at the rest of
the equipment. “What’s the point of the gag?”
    He chuckled. “To keep your partner from talking you to
death.”
    She met his eyes. “You never mentioned using one of
those on me.”
    He leaned against the wall. “I didn’t mention it
because I don’t plan to use one of those on you. Despite your insistent
questioning.”
    She pursed her lips. “You really think you know what I
want sexually?”
    “Yes. I do.”
    She hung the paddle up where he had found it. “Okay
then. Let’s see how you do.”
    “Do you want this?”
    God help him, he wanted her to. He wanted her to
submit. Micah stood, arms crossed over his chest. He wanted to kiss her and
fuck her until their energy was spent. Damn, he wanted her tied to his bed,
screaming his name as he plunged into her slick pussy. Or her tight ass. His
mind swam with all the possibilities.
    “Answer me.”
    Kristin faced him. “Yes.”
    ****
    Micah took her to room two, the tamest of the four.
She hadn’t so much as even stepped in the room before he gave her his first
command.
    “Undress.”
    With shaky hands, Kristin pulled her shirt from her
skirt and up over her head. She watched his face as he took in her purple lacy
bra. If he liked it, she’d never know. He had a poker face even the best
players would envy. Next, she worked on the zipper of her skirt, letting it fall
to her ankles. She kicked it aside. A quick glance and his cock gave away his
true reaction. A slight thrill shot through her.
    “Take everything off. I don’t want anything on your
body.”
    Just breathe. Don’t
forget to breathe. Unhooking her bra, she freed her breasts to his view. He watched her like a man
possessed. The look on his face made her feel desired. He wanted her and there
was no coyness