All Chapters of Satisfying Her Darkest Fantasies: Chapter 1431 - Chapter 1440

Sealing that envelope gave her a strange feeling of finality she wasn’t ready for. She’d liked how things were growing and changing between them. Not only when he slipped into Dom mode, but when he was just Ben.She’d miss the way he called her angel. The way he’d growl it against her skin. She’d miss the way he pushed her to accept what she was. The way he wouldn’t let her hide from herself or from him. The way he gave her what she’d needed for so long but hadn’t the guts to admit it she’d wanted.This was temporary. And he’d rather have the money than you.How long had he known he’d needed a loan? And what would he have done if she’d refused to help him? Would it have strained their Dom/sub relationship? Or ended it completely?No way to know now, but she couldn’t help but feel a little used and a lot disappointed.Through all her questions and doubt about what could’ve been, she still felt his pull. She wondered how long she could stay away from him.Not long, as it turned out. But

“Ainsley, I don’t know if I can be—”“That was not a request.” She kissed him again, then firmly shoved him out the door.Ben rang Ainsley’s doorbell again. He’d tried calling her cell several times and she hadn’t picked up.Maybe it was an excuse, showing up on her doorstep, but something felt…off. Something besides the bogus friendship she was trying to force on him.Jesus. He didn’t want to be her f**king friend. In the last two days he’d already seen her pulling away. Not only from him, but from her submissive side. Trying to remake him into the type of guy he wasn’t, denying her nature and attempting to change their relationship into something it never had been and never would be: normal.Ben was starting to lose her. That thought had driven him bat-shit crazy all day after she hadn’t returned any of his calls. Hopefully she hadn’t reverted to old habits, like that post-date game mind-fuck where the woman waited a certain amount of time before returning her date from the previous

That startled him. “Guess my grandfather was a real bastard. Kinda sucks that I was named after him. Is your dad like that?”“No. Just set in his ways. Your mom is an interesting woman. We have a lot in common. I liked her. She asked me out to lunch.”Ben harrumphed. “She’s a meddling woman.”“Your mother was a lot warmer to me than Rielle.”“Jesus. Rielle was here too?”“Evidently she heard you were sick and brought over a basket of muffins to send you on the road to recovery.” An edge of jealousy crept into her tone despite her intent to curb it.“Huh. That’s weird.” He pointed to a colorful ball on the chair. “What’s that?”Why did he blatantly change the subject whenever Rielle was mentioned? “My knitting.”“Knitting. You knit?”“Yes. I had to have something productive to do while you were feverish and thrashing around.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “Why? Do you think it’s a lame hobby?” Not the right type of hobby for a sub? Are my hands supposed to busy tending to your n

“Scheme is a little harsh,” Ben said.Colt whirled on him. “What about Quinn? Does he know?”“There’s nothin’ to know. Just something that Tell, Dalton and I discussed.”“Since you’ve been squawking about wanting an equal say in the operation, this is the type of thing that oughta be discussed by all of us,” Colt said.Pissed off, Ben shot back, “Like the acquisition of the Foster place was discussed by all of us? Or how about the acquisition of the Hackerly place? Or the acquisition of the Borden place? Or how about the separate section up north that Kade ran for a year? Were we part of that discussion, or did Carson and Cal decide to do that on their own? Oh, right, they didn’t even f**kin’ ask us.” His gesture included Tell, Dalton, and Brandt. “Any of us.”“Not the same and you know it, Ben.”“Bullshit. Alls I know is that it’s perfectly fine for your families to add to your sections whenever the f**k you feel like it and run it as a separate operation. But when we wanna do that?

Ace and Deuce dozed by the woodstove. Ben had always kept his shit moods to himself, dealt with them himself. It worked for him.But wouldn’t it be nice to have someone to share this with? Someone to listen to you, verbally soothe you and then you could lose yourself in the heat, softness and surrender of her body to yours?Just another f**ked up situation in his life. Taking out the damn loan in the first place is what had caused him to lose Ainsley. All because he wanted to do something good, something helpful for his family. All his family saw was the loss of the land. There’s no way he could make them understand he’d lost something far more valuable.Grabbing the bottle, he flopped in front of the TV and flipped the channel to Wheel of Fortune. But he’d gotten so used to watching the show with Ainsley in the last month, it felt pathetic sitting by himself, guessing the puzzles out loud.Halfway through the program his phone buzzed. He didn’t recognize the number, but he answered i