Vow of Surrender

Chapter Ten

His heart thundered in his chest, and he found it hard to breathe. He trembled as a wave of sadness and confusion came over him.

He wasn't sure how much time had passed when Caedance took off the blindfold. She had the same concern and tenderness sin her eyes as she had back at the club.

"Are you alright?" she asked.

Adam pushed himself up. He was soaking wet from the ice, water, sweat, and from the climax. The sadness turned to shame. He wanted to be clean. He didn't want to be like this in front of her.

"I . . . I'm going to shower."

"No, no. Sit here. Where's the bathroom?"

He stared at her in confusion. "Down the hall . . . first door on the left."

"Alright, stay put."

Caedance left the room, and he wondered what she was up to now. She never ceased to surprise him, and he was learning to trust her. He heard the water turn on, and he figured ou twhat she was doing. She came back out and got on her knees.

"Butt up."

He pushed himself up, and she slid his pants off all the way. She then took his hand, helping him stand and walked him to the bathroom.

His assumption had been right. She was filling the bathtub, and she'd used the soap. How had she gone from sexy dominatrix to caretaker in two seconds?

"Get in," she said. "I'll get you something to drink. What's your poison?"

"Uh . . . Jameson. There's some in the liquor cabinet by the window in the living room."

"Coming right up. Now get in, I mean it."

She left again, and he shut the water off before getting into the tub. His backside ached a bit, but he welcomed it. He would wear the welts as a badge of honor. It had been so long since he'd taken a bath. He soaked in the hot tub at the gym sometimes, but not like this.

When she came back, she had a tumbler of Jameson in one hand and a glass of water in the other.

"More water?" he asked.

"I don't joke around with dehydration. Finish the water then you can have the booze."

Adam took the water and drank it down as fast as he could. He had a feeling he would be drinking more water during this arrangement than he had in his entire life.

"If I drink anymore, I'm going to explode. I'm surprised I didn't piss all over you earlier."

"Please don't. It's not my fetish."

"That's a thing? You're kidding me!"

"It's called water games. Some are into it, some aren't."

"Consider that a hard limit for me."

Caedance took a sip of his Jameson before handing it to him. "Seriously, though. How do you feel about tonight?"

He leaned back against the tub, closing his eyes. He wasn't nearly as emotional and out of wack as he had been a few minutes ago, but he was glad they were debriefing. he had a million questions.

"I didn't want it to end."

"Yeah?"

"It was incredible. You, are incredible. The way you take charge. How you get me to obey without a thought."

She gave a shy smile. "It's sub space. It's intoxicating, isn't it? I've only experienced it once when I had my own mentor train me in the ways of domination, but I think the foreplay is hotter than the intercourse."

Adam leaned on his arms against the edge of the tub. "You know . . . we could have if you'd wanted to. I was down for it. Hell, I was a tad disappointed we didn't."

Her expression changed, and she straightened up. "That wouldn't be a good idea. What we're doing is strictly professional."

"Is it? Because the way you took care of me earlier and now is telling me otherwise."

"Aftercare is important. I'm not a monster. I wasn't about to say 'glad you had fun!' and walk out the door!"

He searched her gaze for an explanation. Her eyes held a fear and uncertainty he'd sensed from the moment they met. She had been hurt before. That had to be it. And he couldn't promise he wouldn't do the same.

"You're right. This is about learning , not a booty call. I apologize."

Her posture relaxed a bit, and she smiled. "No. You had every right to bring it up. This isn't the most conventional of partnerships." She paused before continuing. "How about this. After two weeks, we'll take it to another level. Just so you can have the experience.'

"You don't have to. You don't owe me anything. The last thing I want is to make you uncomfortable."

She touched his shoulder. "Adam, relax. It's not that I don't find you attractive. I do. You're sexy as hell, and one of the most genuine men I've met in a long time. I just don't want our relationship to get lost in translation."

A huge smile crossed his face. "You think I'm sexy?"

"Of course. I would have done you on the front desk then and there had you asked me."

That had him laughing. Not just because she was so honest but because he had thought the same thing when they met.

"Well, I think you're gorgeous. Especially in that thong. And that top . . ."

His body became aroused again, and he was very aware of how naked he was in her presence. He wanted to kiss her senseless, drag her into the tub, and pleasure her until she was crying out his name.

But he didn't want to push it. She'd promised to consider having one wild night with him, and he could live with that for now. 

He checked the clock next to the shower. "Shit, it's already two? I should get you home. You probably have work tomorrow."

"That's a good idea. Time flies when you're having kinky fun."

Adam dried off while Caedance put her pants back on. He gave her a jacket to borrow since it had gotten a bit chilly. Once he had his shoes and jacket on as well, he drove her home.

Her house was massive compared to his. Two stories, two car garage, trees in the front with a hammock tired in between. She made good money. He did as well, but it wouldn't be ideal to have a large house on the Rez and flaunt his wealth in front of others. Aside from their nice cars and clothes, his family liked to be frugal.

"Thanks again for tonight. I owe you one. Or two."

"I had fun." She smiled. "It's been a long time since I got to do a scene."

"I look forward to the next time. My Lady."

She started to open the door then stopped. "You can call me Caedance. If you want. I'm not your real mistress so formalities aren't necessary."

"Anything other than My Lady feels wrong at this point. But if we are ever in public together, I will call you by name."

Caedance lightly smiled then got out of the car. "I have your number, so expect a text tomorrow. I'm going to make sure you're drinking enough water. And if you need to vent or have questions, don't hesitate. I'll answer when I have a free moment."

"Again, you are too kind. Have a good night, My Lady."

"Goodnight, Mr. Drake."

She shut the door, and he waited until she was safely inside before leaving. With her absence came a loneliness he didn't expect. How the hell was he supposed to do this and not catch feelings?