Submissive Beauty by Eliza Gayle Page A

discuss it all with her and see what she has to say about it.”
    “Uh-huh.” David looked unconvinced.
    Thomas wasn’t about to invite any more discussion on the matter, so he attempted to change the conversation.
    “What’s going on with my illustrious accountant?” Thomas moved to the bar and poured another drink.
    “My guys are still working on the full background check. Nothing out of the ordinary has popped yet. A few parking tickets, a penalty payment to the IRS a couple of years back for not paying enough quarterly tax payments, but nothing to set off any alarms. So far, he’s pretty ordinary.”
    Thomas scoffed. “Other than his appearance, I doubt that. I’ve had a gut reaction to the man since I took over, and I’m telling you, something isn’t right.”
    “Did you talk to Gabrielle about the job? We need something more official than your gut to pursue.”
    “No, it didn’t come up. I was a little preoccupied.”
    “I know. I heard.”
    Thomas sighed. Another thing to taunt him tonight. The mewling sounds of Gabrielle nearing her orgasm as well as the full-blown screams he’d driven her to with his fingers. His body tightened with the brutal force of intense desire. Next time, it would be his dick buried deep inside her, torturing her ruthlessly.
    “Just find some information to nail the little prick to the wall, and I’ll take care of the rest.” He’d hire Gabrielle whether he needed to or not. He wanted her. And if having her would slake the mind-bending lust gripping him by the balls, then that’s exactly what he’d do.
    As if it were that simple.
    He didn’t just want her. First, he needed to figure her out, peel back the layers that made her tick, reveal her darkest desires and possess them and her right along with it.
    “I hope you know what you’re getting into with this one,” David muttered.
    “I always know what I’m doing before any relationship begins.” And he wasn’t about to start changing the rules now.
    * * * *
    The long, never-ending day finally came to a close. Thomas breathed a sigh of relief when the bright sunshine dimmed to the comfort of twilight. David had spent the day at his office, and Thomas had opted to work from home instead of going into Sanctuary. With so much going on with the changes he’d begun to incorporate, one day of peace and quiet had sounded damned good to him. It gave him a chance to focus on the accounting mess he’d discovered. He’d sifted through bank statements, cancelled checks, credit card statements and invoices until his eyes crossed. All to no avail. He suspected the financial answers he sought were right in front of his face, but for some reason, he couldn’t see the forest for the trees.
    Thomas pushed the last of the paperwork into the file folder and shoved it into his desk drawer. A glance at the clock informed him that Gabrielle would be arriving shortly. The caterer had arrived a couple of hours ago, and he needed his mind clear and on his guest when she knocked on the door.
    He closed the office door and quickly proceeded to the kitchen. Part of his inability to focus on the problem at hand had been thanks to a certain untrained submissive who’d lingered on his mind all day long. The vision of her draped over his couch with her ass in the air would not soon be forgotten. His muscles tightened at the memory, and his dick thickened. Not like he hadn’t been half hard all day anyway.
    He surveyed the kitchen from the doorway not wanting to disturb the preparations. Pans of food simmered on the stove, and the aroma reminded him he was hungry for more than sex.
    Professionally, he had some serious knots to untangle, but privately, he had high hopes for an exciting evening. He had a date with a certain gorgeous blonde who tempted his every need. Movement from the corner of his eye caught his attention. He turned and focused on the view from the bay window just in time to see an expanse of bare leg emerge from her small