Emma was sitting and reading as Bane and Jax were playing pool. Luke had gone to take Simon for their fourth date and Emma was looking forward to get all the news from Simon later, or perhaps tomorrow. It had been an emotional day with visiting her old home. But it had also been cathartic, and she felt better after she had done it. She had revealed more of herself to Bane. She had spent the better part of a week trying to place a wall between them. But it had been emotionally exhausting, and it had felt so much better this afternoon when she didn’t have to watch every single word or action in his company. Maybe she just needed to accept that she had feelings for him. Not that she would let him know. Bane had been very clear that what he needed and wanted from their relationship was just sex, no attachment. So she would give him that. Maybe when it was over he would at least see her as a friend. When her time was up with him, she would take her broken heart and she would start a new li

Emma relaxed into the bed while listening for Bane’s soft footsteps. A gentle touch from his lips landed on her upper arm. He graced his fingers over her stomach. Each caress and touch raised the fever in Emma’s body. She wanted to squirm, to maneuver her body with the little give the restraints gave her, so that she could get release. But Bane had told her to be still, so she bit down on her bottom lip and pleaded for her body to remain motionless. “Don’t bite your lip, Angel. You will hurt yourself,” Bane told her, tugging her lip free with his thumb. Emma wanted to scream at him, beg him to give her what she needed. Instead, she let out a soft whimper. “Do you feel needy?” he asked, cupping her pussy with his hand, not moving it or making any move that could have given her what she needed.“Yes, Sir,” she said and nodded as best she could. “But I told you I would worship your body,” he reminded her as he ran both of his hands up one of her legs and followed up with kisses. “Bane

The night of the gala was approaching, all Bane had told Emma was that her dress would be black and classic. It wasn’t much to go on, but Emma had booked an appointment at Salon Noire. Simon offered to keep her company. It would give them time to catch up as well. Emma arrived, accompanied by Luke and Carlos. She had asked Simon if it would be okay with him that Luke came along as her bodyguard. Emma was worried that Simon would feel uncomfortable to have someone he dated be in the same company as him, but not be able to interact in that way. She knew Luke would never be unprofessional when he was on duty. But Simon had assured her he didn’t care. He knew what Luke did for a living and he was used to him in that capacity when the two friends were hanging out. “So tell me all about your dress,” Tammy urged Emma as she started doing her hair. “I can’t say much about it, I know it’s black and that it has a classic look,” Emma told her.“Honey, how come you don’t know what your own dres

“And she just jumped straight into it. Started buttering him up and flirting like there was no tomorrow,” Jax said, sounding bitter.“Are you interested in her?” Bane asked.“Fuck no. Not as more than a onetime fuck. Sorry Emma,” Jax added. “Don’t mind me,” she said.“So you're not interested in her. She used the mark’s attraction to her advantage to get you what you wanted. I don’t see the issue,” Bane told his friend. “There is no issue.” Both Bane and Jax turned to Emma when they heard her giggle. “What? Care to share what’s so funny, angel?” Bane asked.“He is grumpy because Jennie isn’t falling over herself to get his attention. Another man noticed her and she rolled with it instead of focusing on Jax and he doesn’t like to be treated like he treats women,” Emma said, still giggling.“I am not interested in her,” Jax objected.“I know you aren’t. That’s what makes it so much fun. You are just so used to women thinking you are god’s gift to them. Then when Jennie didn’t act lik

Emma gasped for air when Bane’s lips travelled down her throat as his hand caressed down her leg, finding the slit in the dress and pulling her leg around him as he exposed it. “Bane,” she half-heartedly objected. Her body was, as usual, responding to his touch, but her mind was aware of the party that was going on just a few feet away. “I have needed to fuck you since you came down the stairs, angel. This dress is driving me insane and that fucking idiot has every part of me needing to claim my ownership of you,” Bane growled in her ear, making her whimper. Emma felt the need in her grow alarmingly fast as Bane’s hand travelled up her exposed leg. She heard him swear as his fingertips felt the delicate lace of the stockings. “You are killing me,” he murmured against her neck as his lips tasted her puls. “Someone might come by,” she pointed out.“I don’t care. Your body is singing to me. We won’t be here long, angel,” he said. Emma knew he was right. She could feel her body rapidly