Concrete inspector Zennifer Morse has problems. During her monthly video conference calls, she has to see the man who dumped her during their one and only trip to Las Vegas. When her boss asks her to take his place at an upcoming conference in the same hotel, she hesitates before agreeing to go. She just hopes her ex is not there.
Jackson Duke wanted to take his relationship with Zennifer to the next level when he invited her to a weekend away in Vegas. As a BDSM dominant, he never knows how a woman will respond to the news. Seeing the very conservative Zennifer during the weekend had Jackson changing his mind. Now that he sees her at the same conference, he decides Zennifer can use a bit of discipline especially when she makes a dig about how he runs his business.
When Jackson tells Zennifer about his other lifestyle, she doesn't believe him until he disciplines her. After that, she finds a new side of herself as a submissive.
When Zennifer discovers the real reason Jackson wanted to rekindle relationship, does her heart turn back to concrete? Can Jackson soften enough to let the right woman into his life?
The fact that she sat across from him without any panties struck him. Jackson felt his cock getting hard the longer he thought about her secret nudity.
‘So what’s good here?’ Zennifer asked.
Jackson lowered his menu. ‘All of it. You just have to know what you like.’ He reached out for her menu and slipped it out of her hands. ‘You won’t need to look at this.’
Zennifer attempted to hold on to her menu like a security blanket. ‘What are you doing?’
He stared at her for a moment. ‘I’m going to order for you.’
‘I’ve never had Japanese food. I want to read the descriptions to see what I’d like. You won’t know what I want.’
Jackson shook his head. ‘As your dom, it’s my job to figure you out.’
‘Aren’t you supposed to listen to me? Isn’t that what you told me?’
He regarded her for a moment. Losing a bit of power scared her more than the idea of him taking over her choices. He shouldn’t have taken such delight watching her squirm. With each heartbeat, an electric pulse coursed through his veins.
‘What are you so afraid of?’ he asked without taking his stare off her.
Zennifer regarded him for a moment before she released an uncomfortable laugh. ‘Nothing. It’s just I haven’t had anyone ordering my food since my meal came with a toy.’
‘This meal could come with a toy if you want.’
Zennifer’s mouth hung open.
‘All you have to do is say you want me to take over. Can you say that, Zen? Can you say it and mean it?’
The waiter strolled up to the table. ‘You two ready to order?’
Jackson remained quiet as he stared at Zennifer, awaiting her answer.
In the eerie silence, the waiter cleared his throat, not once, but twice. Jackson refused to budge until Zennifer addressed him.
With her face a dark crimson, she rubbed her hand across the back of her neck before she said, ‘I need you to tell me what I should have.’ She glanced at the waiter before bringing her full attention to Jackson. ‘Please.’