Love and Chemistry (2 page)

“So you stop trying to find the right sub? You’re not a quitter. Do you stop every time an experiment fails?” Nelson asked.

Taking a deep breath, Colin didn’t like the direction the talk was headed. “No, I modify the parameters and retest.”

“Exactly. Look. I found this online, and I think she’s perfect for you.” Nelson opened the laptop and set it on Colin’s desk. “Bedroom Dom. Paddles.”

“I see.” Colin read the message. “Bratty.”

“You need a challenge. If you get someone who never pushes you, you’ll be bored with her. Subs can feel that.” Nelson sighed. “I hacked back and found out who this is. She really needs some discipline.”

“Who is it?” Colin had every intention of saying no as soon as Nelson got out his big sell. But if Colin rejected it too soon, Nelson would try again.

“First, I need to make sure you’re going to do the right thing. This woman posted anonymously.” Colin closed the laptop. “But she works at the university. Last night, my sources tell me she took first prize in a wet T-shirt contest at one of the sororities.”

“You’re kidding. That’s insane.” Colin shook his head.

“It’s true. One of my grad students saw the whole thing. He’s a member of the frat that was invited to the party. Their guys judged. No pictures, sorry. But that’s a cry for help right there. She needs a dom.” Nelson sat back in the chair.

Colin drummed his fingers on the old wooden desk. “What makes you think she’d be interested in me?”

“You doubt me? I’m two for two in the matchmaking game. I took over the Masters Wanted blog, and I’m helping people I know do this better than some modified online dating. I know you and her. Trust me, she’s the challenge you need. And she needs discipline.” Nelson nodded.

“Clearly. But she must be far too young for me if she’s beating sorority girls at a wet T-shirt contest.” Colin wasn’t interested in something doomed to fail. “I won’t train a sub only to hand her off to a younger more interesting dom.”

“She’s thirty. Hot. You’ve got the confidence to make something stick, but you have to get back out there and try. You’re turning into a single recluse with nothing but work in your world.”

The temptation tugged inside of Colin, and he didn’t even know if the woman was his type, if he even wanted to talk to her, forget being intimate. “If she is so hot and needy, why aren’t you working her over right now?”

Nelson’s grin signaled his belief he’d won. “I’m on the lookout for the right sub for me. She’s not it. You’re right. Chemistry means a lot, and I keep hoping the next sub to post is meant for me.”

“I can’t try anything or even contemplate the potential chemistry if you don’t tell me who she is.” Colin had never cared for online dating. Honest and in-person contact was the only way to know if a romantic relationship worked.

“Promise you won’t report her or get her fired,” Nelson said.

Colin sighed. “Fine.”

“Just remember, I trust you to handle this right. She’s spirited and has asked for a bedroom dom…it’s Minny.”

“Minny?” Colin shook his head. “Minny as in Dominique, the admin for this department? I can’t get involved with her.”

“Technically, she doesn’t report to you. She reports to the department head. I checked. Don’t tell me she’s not your type.” Nelson smiled.

Minny was exactly his type. Curly blonde hair framing her face, an amazingly curvy figure and a confident streak. “She’s a submissive. Really?”

“You doubt my hacking abilities? That post is from her. And with her body, you know she could win that contest. You’re interested,” Nelson said.

“I’ll think about it,” Colin replied.

“You don’t want her wild ways reflecting badly on this department, do you?” Nelson asked.

“No, but I don’t want to be reported for sexual harassment either. I have to be cautious.” Colin nodded. “Thanks for the information.”

“You’ll find the right way. Don’t pass on an opportunity. Talk to you later.” Nelson got up and left.

Colin shook his head. Minny Burgess was beautiful and confident. Not too young. Not helpless or weak at all. If she was submissive, he’d love to see her on her knees and naked. It’d take the right approach and a firm hand to manage her spirit, especially since she admitted to being a bratty sub.

An hour later, Colin knew most of the other professors would be in class. Things would remain quiet for a bit, so he emailed Minny to stop by when she had a moment.

Not five minutes later there was a soft knock on his door.

“Come in,” he said.

Setting aside the papers in front of him, he looked up. Attraction was not a problem. He’d worked hard not to think of the admin as a sexual option since she’d arrived there last year. As a general rule, he preferred to be a man of science at work. However, his personal life had been extremely quiet since his last sub moved on to another dom five years ago.

“You needed something?” Minny asked.

“Close the door and take a seat,” he replied.

A momentary look of confusion crossed her face, but she went along with it. As she sat there in a red checkered dress that came only to her mid-thigh, he wondered what she had on underneath.

“It’s come to my attention you are attending sorority parties.”

Her jaw dropped. “No, not really.”

“Perhaps it was a frat function. The point is it’s not really appropriate to mingle with the students on that level. I realize you’re support staff, but if the department head found out, it wouldn’t be good for you.” Colin watched her closely.

Her hands trembled. “I know. It’s not a regular thing. Honestly, I was invited. I didn’t go to college, so I missed out on some experiences.”

“That isn’t the responsibility or the fault of the college employing you. Nor did attending the party, which probably would’ve gone unnoticed, require you to enter a wet T-shirt contest.” He glanced at her assets. She deserved to win, but what he liked more than the generous cleavage was the balance in her form. Her hips were every bit as full, giving her the hourglass shape. There was nothing scrawny or fake about her.

“At least I won.” She smiled. “Are you going to report me?”

He cleared his throat. “You’re good at your job. I think you like it. So no, I’m not going to report you now. But after further investigation, I think there might be a better solution.”

“A solution?” She crossed her legs and bounced her foot in a red high heel in the air. “Don’t go to the parties. Got it.”

As she stood up to leave, he pushed back from the desk slightly. “No, I think your posting on
Masters Wanted
said it all. Come here.”

She turned and looked at him while disguising her shock well. “How would you know? It’s anonymous. You’re good at chemistry, but I’ve had to help you every time they update the computer system.”

“I’m no hacker, I admit it. The blog owner personally referred you to me as a potential fit. Now come over here.” His voice went to a stern tone and demanded her surrender.

“You’re a dom?” She grinned and walked over.

“Do you want to try it, or continue to put your job in jeopardy for the attention of men too young and beneath you? Someone else will see you and might report you. All the women around here are jealous of the attention men give you.” He caught her wrist and guided her closer.

“You read my post? I’m not a good little sub.” She looked him over.

“I read it, and I’m not sure you’ll like me. I’m certainly better than frat boys who don’t know what they’re doing or will go too far. That isn’t what you want.” He moved her in more, and the scent of her perfume pushed his arousal into high gear.

“No, but I missed so many things. I wanted to go back a bit.” She pressed her red lips together.

“Going back does no good. You need attention.” He grabbed her ass and tipped her off balance in those heels.

She gasped and landed over his lap. The wiggle of her feminine curves made Colin hard, but he’d take this slow.

“You like me,” she said in a sultry voice.

“I’d never have called you in here if I weren’t willing to fulfill your needs.” He slid up the thin dress and found a thong underneath. “You like to show off your body.”

“If you got it, flaunt it.” She lifted her bottom.

“You have it. Do you want to try subbing for me and see if that keeps you from flashing frat boys your tits?” Colin stroked her fleshy rump.

She pressed her pubic bone to his thigh and opened her legs. “I’ll try anything once.”

“No playing with anyone else,” he said.

“I’ve got no one else or I wouldn’t have placed the ad,” she said back in a snarky tone.

Smiling, Colin slapped her ass. The rush hit him hard as her body flinched. Minny moaned and stuck her rear up again.

“You may be onto something here, Professor. Sex at work, anywhere. Anytime. I can be bad and get it good.” She reached for his cock.

He grabbed her wrists and pinned them at the small of her back. Holding them with one hand, he gave her two sharp swats on each cheek.

“I’m yours to play with, too, here. Feels as if you’ve got a good size dick to ride.” She rocked her hips.

Nelson was correct in his assumption. Minny needed a lot of attention and release. She yearned for discipline in a way that made Colin smile. “You assume you’ll be allowed to get off every time. That may not be the case.”

“I can play by your rules. Limits have to be respected though. No weird extreme crap or cruel stuff.” She shuddered.

“Never. I’m not as cold as people think I am.” He rubbed her rear and slid one finger down between the cheeks over the thong to tease her pussy.

She pushed back, he felt her dampness and need.

“I know you’re not cold. Your cock is pulsing and hot on my arm. I can get you off now. Let me show you what I can do.” She turned her head to look at him.

Colin saw the need to please and show off swirling in her eyes. She wanted approval and to be desired. Complicated and sexy. A dangerous combination Colin had never had. There was a lot more to the admin than he’d imagined.

He squeezed her ass cheeks and smacked them again. Then he stood her up. He rose from the chair and caught her as she tried to kneel. He held her upright, he liked looking down at her, but she wasn’t going to get anything she wanted just yet.

“You want to play? You’re not new at this. Tonight, my place at six p.m. sharp. These clothes are fine. No playing with yourself or anyone else. We’ll discuss any further limits tonight,” he said.

He let go of her and wrote down his address. When she didn’t take the paper, he slid it into the cup of her bra. “Be as bratty as you like. I have an extensive collection of floggers, crops, paddles and restraints. I never leave an experiment unfinished. You may go.”

She frowned in confusion again.

“What is it?” he asked.

“I can’t leave you like that.” She nodded to his erection.

The true sub in her had finally shown itself. He smiled, stood up and caught her chin. “A few minutes with you at your desk, and I’ll be back to normal. You like having that effect on men.”

She blushed. “I don’t leave my doms unsatisfied.”

“You don’t get anything here and now but this.” He kissed her mouth softly.

A muffled moan and sigh from her drew him in. Not meaning to, he extended the kiss and caressed her neck. When she palmed his cock, the moment was broken. He slapped her hand away and pushed her toward the door. “Go now.”

“Sorry, you need to be clearer, Sir.” She strutted to the door, checking to see her skirt was down. “See you tonight.”

For a split second, Colin worried he’d made a mistake. She liked the game, but how many layers would he have to peel back to get to the true sub inside? Minny might be out of his league.

Chapter Two

At five minutes past six, Minny found herself seated at a very neat table in a very orderly little cottage house not far from campus. She’d been on time because she wanted relief. Instead, she was in for a healthy dinner and conversation.

She’d been in an achy state of need all day, and he’d leave her like this? Fine. Colin wasn’t some sexy rock star or actor. He was good looking, clean and neat. Buzzed military haircut and a good body underneath that lab coat he frequently wore. His ass was firm. She’d looked at all the men around. She couldn’t help herself. Colin was the best of the men, leaving out the college athletes who were still boys.

“Your family didn’t mind you moving up north?” Colin asked.

“No, I really don’t have any family. Just me.” She shrugged it off. No way was she telling him all the gory details on their first night. Most doms loved to pin her need for discipline on the lack of a father. But plenty of kids grew up without a father in the picture these days.

“I see. Well, it must be hard working at a college when you didn’t get to go. But if you want to keep your job, I suggest avoiding the keggers and sorority houses.” He cleared the table, and she wasn’t sure if she should help.

He wasn’t very verbal. Most of her old doms had constantly told her what to do for their amusement. They had had to prove they were in control all the time. This one was different. Colin just seemed so confident and at ease. Yet his home was so pristine, just as it was at work, it annoyed her. He couldn’t be perfect all the time.

“What about your family?” she asked.

He stood over her. “You don’t really want to talk now, do you?”

“Not really, but you’re the boss.” She shrugged, even though she actually wanted him to share something.

He held out a hand. “Come with me.”

For a second, she felt as if she were in that “Pretty Woman” movie her mom had loved so much. She didn’t know what Colin really wanted, but she was here to give it to him. The anticipation coursed through her body. He’d promised a big collection of kinky toys, but until she saw it, she couldn’t really believe it. The guy was dependable, kind, firm in a no-nonsense sort of way…not a kinky sort of way.

Colin flipped on the light in the bedroom, and as soon as she entered, she froze. The four poster bed had rings all the way up. The headboard had leather padded cuffs on chains. One wall was nothing but floggers, crops, and paddles. All hung very straight. The mirrored dressers had jars and bottles lined up. The nightstand had a large black box filled with condoms and a pump bottle of lube on it.