Solid Stone Series Book 2

VIOLET

Saturday morning found Adam and me loading our suitcases into his BMW SUV. “Is that everything?” he asked.

I flashed him a wide grin. “I think we’ve got it all. Just need to set the alarm now.”

We drove off, each lost in our own thoughts. The sight of our new apartment, bathed in sunlight streaming through the large windows, was breathtaking.

I wrapped my arms around Adam, beaming up at him. “It’s perfect. I can’t thank you enough for finding it. I love it, Adam. I really do.”

He hugged me tighter. “If it makes you happy, then it’s the right place for us. You’re really excited, aren’t you? I can see it.” His smile mirrored mine.

The realization that we’d taken another step forward in our relationship made me emotional. Hand in hand, we explored our new home, familiarizing ourselves with its layout, before unpacking our suitcases.

Joyce had filled the fridge and cupboards with Adam’s usual fare. He carried two cases of wine into the kitchen, stocking the wine fridge. I noticed he’d left a bottle of Champagne on the counter.

“Come sit with me, Violet. I want to talk to you.”

We settled at the wooden harvest table, and Adam uncorked the Champagne. The loud pop made me jump, and we both laughed.

Adam raised his glass. “To our new home and the adventures that await us!”

We clinked glasses. The chilled, fizzy Champagne was delicious. Adam’s taste in the finer things was impeccable, and he’d yet to disappoint me.

“I’m happy, Violet. We’ve had a good month, haven’t we?”

I met his gaze, my eyes full of affection. “Yes, we have. I’m glad we talked things through.”

“And I’m glad you stayed,” he said softly. “I know it wasn’t easy for you, after everything that happened.

“You know, I never saw myself living with a woman until I met you. But what you offered was too tempting to resist. And the chemistry between us...”

“Adam, when you touch me, it feels like fireworks. I was going to ask Ann if it’s like this for everyone. But from what you’ve told me, it’s not, is it?”

“No, it’s not. That’s why I feel comfortable having this conversation with you. You said you wanted to give yourself to me. I’ve been thinking about that, and I think we’re ready to explore.”

He took a sip of his Champagne.

“Since you opened up to me, I’ve discovered some desires of my own. I want to explore them with you. I learned a lot about myself that night.”

The Champagne was making me feel relaxed. “Was it the spanking you liked the most?”

“Yes, among other things. But this isn’t about me wanting to hurt you. It’s not like that.

“It’s your willingness to give yourself to me. That’s what I find appealing. I’m comfortable with being in control.” He grinned, a devilish glint in his eyes. “And you do have a beautiful ass, which I enjoyed spanking.”

He paused, studying me, perhaps trying to gauge my reaction. “I’ve always been in control in the bedroom, and you seem to enjoy that. Are you still okay with it? I won’t do anything you’re not comfortable with.”

“I’m a little nervous,” I admitted. “But I’m also excited. I can’t explain it any other way. I’m turned on by the way you command respect.”

I took another sip of Champagne, the bubbles tickling my tongue. “I remember watching you in that meeting with the bank CEOs. You were in control, and they didn’t question it.

“I found that very attractive. Maybe deep down, I knew I needed someone like you. I trust you, Adam. I love you. I want you. And the spanking... I’d only ever fantasized about it until you—”

“I’m flattered, babe. And I want you just as much, if not more. Is the anticipation part of the excitement for you?”

I took another sip of Champagne. “Remember when I told you that you have a commanding presence? It turns me on. So yes, the anticipation is exciting. And a little scary.”

He seemed pleased by my admission. “Babe, you’ve awakened something in me. Does that sound sinister?”

“No! I felt the intense energy between us too. That’s why we’re here now. I never thought I’d share my fantasy with anyone. But we’re both adults, and we’re both intrigued.”

I laughed nervously. “I know I’ll only ever feel this way with you. I was wondering when we’d have this conversation. It feels right to have it here, in our new home, as we start this new chapter.”

Adam reached across the table and took my hands. Our eyes locked.

“I want to designate some Saturdays as Gia days. On those days, I’ll tell you what to wear, and you’ll do whatever I ask. Are you okay with that?”

I felt a thrill of arousal. “Yes, I am.”

“Good. I’m looking forward to creating exciting experiences for us on those days. I hope Gia is looking forward to playing her part?”

My heart pounded in my chest. I nodded.

“Should we discuss the ground rules then?”

“Yes, tell me.”

“During Gia times, you’ll show me the same respect you did for your fantasy prince.” His words sent a jolt of excitement through me. “Speaking of which, do you still fantasize about him?”

“No, Master. Since I’ve been with you, I haven’t needed to.”

Adam shifted in his seat, his eyes taking on a deeper, more intense look. “You saying that just got me hard. Don’t forget, I’m your master now.”

A rush of warmth spread through me, goosebumps prickling my skin. His voice was so damn commanding, so self-assured. He took a sip of his Champagne, his gaze never leaving mine.

“With that in mind, do you realize how much I want to make your fantasies—and some of mine—come true?”

A thrill of anticipation fluttered low in my belly. “I do.”

He seemed lost in thought for a moment. “I’ll keep pushing our limits, but you have to trust me, okay?”

“I trust you completely.”

“So, you’re on board?”

“Yes, Master, I’m all in.”

Adam’s grin widened. “We need to go shopping now so we can start tonight.” His grin grew even wider, if that was possible. His voice was pure seduction. “I’m really good at whatever I set my mind to.”

I swallowed hard, my excitement mounting. The way he made my body feel was intoxicating, and I knew I never wanted it to stop.

***

Adam parked the car between a red Corvette and a black Porsche, right in front of a sex shop. As he helped me out of the car, I looked up at him, puzzled.

He took my hand and led me into the store as casually as if we were buying groceries. A female salesperson greeted us, introducing herself as Riley. Her attention was all on Adam. “Let me know if you need any help, sir.”

Adam gave her a small smile and a nod.

We passed an aisle where a well-dressed man and woman were shopping. He was probably the Porsche guy. I gasped when I saw him fasten a collar around the woman’s neck and step back to admire it.

The woman stood still, as if this was just a regular shopping trip. I noticed Adam’s grin as we continued through the store to the aisle he was looking for.

To my surprise, the aisle was lined with racks of tastefully displayed dildos and vibrators. Riley popped up out of nowhere. “Sir, do you need any help?”

“Come back in ten minutes.” Adam dismissed her without a second glance. He turned to me and, resting his hand on my ass, said, “I want you to pick the one you want.”

Intrigued, I started down the aisle. The selection was vast. Some were small, others were huge, and they came in different textures, colors—even some with remote controls.

The choices seemed endless. I was interrupted by Adam’s voice. “Do you want me to help you?”

As he spoke, my eyes landed on a clear, vibrating gel penis. It was firm but flexible when I touched it.

Adam smiled at me approvingly. “Great choice. Now go wait in the car. I need to buy a few more things.”

He handed me the car keys. I looked up at him, confused. “You said you trusted me, and you agreed to obey me. Now go,” he said firmly.

I headed to the front of the store, pausing to glance down the aisle where the well-dressed man and woman were.

They were still there, and she was standing still as a statue while he fastened another collar around her neck. This one had a chain attached to it.

I swallowed hard and found myself staring. I couldn’t help it. Suddenly, the man looked at me and smiled. I quickly looked away.

In no time, I was sitting in Adam’s car. My heart pounded at what I had just witnessed and what else Adam might be buying. He had said he wanted to explore some of his own fantasies too.

Adam emerged from the store carrying two large, nondescript black plastic bags, which he stowed in the back of the car. He slid into the car next to me. “We start now,” he said.

Shit, what’s in those bags? I wondered. Then I remembered, ~You asked for this, Vee.~ I nodded to myself. “Yes, Master.”

“Good girl,” he said, turning up the radio and sinking into deep thought.