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“I’m not good with words anymore, but there’s something I need to say.”
Never breaking eye contact, I nod my head slowly.
“We were nothing but wayward souls when we were apart. Two people so disconnected with the world around us because we’ve always been so goddamn intertwined with one another. Without each other we just fucking existed, and what a miserable existence it was. I’ve been so damn empty for all these years, and now that I have you back, I’ll never let you go. You fucking belong to me.”
His admission makes my heart burst at the seams. Wetness pools between my thighs, and I soften over the words falling from his lips.
He brushes my hair over my shoulder and presses a chaste kiss to my collarbone as he reaches inside of his leather jacket. Bringing his hands between us as he pulls his lips away, he slides a slim, silver, shiny necklace around my neck, and locks it in place with a small tool.
Not a necklace.
A collar.
“Now tell me,” he growls, “who do you belong to?”
“You,” I whisper.
“I’m going to give you ten seconds red,” he mutters as he slides his jacket off and pushes to his feet. “Ten seconds to strip out of all this spandex and get face down on that fucking bed,” his gravelly voice sends vibrations through my core and I nod my head earnestly in response.
“Understand?”
“Yes sir,” I whimper and a low growl ripples through his chest making me hyper aware that as much as I’m his, he is mine.
“Ten.”
I scramble to my feet.
“Nine.”
“Eight.”
“Seven.”
I rip my sports bra off and yank my leggings and underwear down, tripping over them as I stumble to the bed.
“Two.”
I crawl onto the bed, face down, my heart racing over what’s to come.
“One.”
“You listened so fucking well,” the air shifts as he moves behind me, warmth radiating from his body. Large, rough hands grip my ass and slide slowly up my spine and every cell in my body tingles with excitement.
“Tell me Spencer, do you want to come tonight?”
“Y-yes, please.”
A feral groan escapes his throat as he drags his hands backward and runs his finger through my arousal.
“You remember your safe word?”
“Yesss,” I hiss.
“And what you do if you can’t speak?”
I nod.
“What do you do babygirl?”
