Prologue

Belle

" H ave you picked a safe word yet, Bella?" His rich voice caresses my ear, causing goosebumps to spread across my body. A hint of an accent plays across his words, especially when he calls me Bella.

It's not my real name, but it's close enough for me to pretend this is real and not the fantasy I came here for.

His scent attacks my senses, a spicy mix of man and whiskey with a hint of leather from the adult toys hanging on the wall.

The caress of the leather strap slides up my leg, causing a flare of heat in my core in anticipation of where it will stop.

As if reading my thoughts, his hand stills. The leather strap sways lightly against my leg, increasing the goosebumps on my body.

"One word, Bella, that's all I need before I continue to give you pleasure. The next time you say that word, I will stop, and this will be over. We will leave and go our separate ways. But I need to hear the word now."

My body shivers at the force of his words and at the anticipation of the pleasure he is offering.

"Sorry, Dom," I whisper, for that is who he is. Tonight, he is my Pleasure Dom, and I am his Bella. Two strangers living out my fantasy for one night.

"Pepper. My Safeword is pepper."

"Ah, like a bell pepper. How fitting." He smiles against my cheek, and the leather strap begins to make its way further up my leg to my thigh as his other arm pulls my back tighter to his chest. I gasp at how large he feels against my backside. I'm not sure he is going to fit inside of me.

He must sense my hesitation. "We don't have to do this if you don't want Bella. We can stop now. You can walk through that door, return to your normal life, and forget we ever met." His hand slowly runs down my side in a caress filled with regret.

Spinning around to face him, I grab his hand and bring it to my chest, "No, I want to do this…with you." My heart races as my eyes search his face in a silent plea to continue our game.

"Very well, Bella, we will do this, but at any time you want to stop, you need to say pepper." Taking my chin in his hand, he continues, "I will not see you hurt, but I want to please you. Now show me this list of yours, your pleasure list."

Reluctantly, I step out of his touch. I reach into my purse with shaky hands and pull out my list, the list of every dirty thing I want to do to him and have him do to me, well everything a virgin like me can imagine.

I hand my list to Dom, and our fingers brush lightly, which causes another flare of heat to my core.

Unfolding the list, he gazes at it with a raised eyebrow. "Bella, I didn't realize you were such a naughty girl." He taps his finger to his chin, "Where to begin."