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“So what if I am?”

His fingers flexed on the leather chair. “It’ll just be longer to wait before either of us can take care of things.”

“I can be patient.”

I passed him my purse to use as a shield and let him walk close behind me. At the register it was easy to disguise his arousal with the counter between us and the cashier, and with the extra bag, we were able to escape without his desire being noticed.

I should’ve felt bad about letting him pay for even more, but after all the money he had spent on me, when the bill came out to only a few hundred, it seemed like a drop in the bucket. Besides, the moment I’d reached for my own wallet, his hand had shot out like lightning to give his card first.

Sidney curled his hand over my thigh the entire drive home.

“Go check on the babies while I get ready,” I told him as we pulled into the driveway.

“Yes, ma’am.”

We parted ways in the foyer with a shouted promise to Prince that I would give him all the snuggles later. I went straight to the bedroom with my new purchases and dumped them over the bed before digging through the treasure chest. I carefully laid out a sturdy riding crop, a couple of vibrators, and cuffs.

I stripped down and tossed my clothes into the hamper before replacing everything with black lace panties, stockings, a garter belt, and a black patent corset that gleamed like my new shoes. I added a sleek red collar to my throat and cleared off the bed before putting on my shoes.

A quick spin in front of the en suite mirror gave me an extra boost of confidence. Sidney was so fucking good at taking me apart, and now it was time to return the favor.

“Put this on.” I tossed the blindfold out the door.

“I don’t get to see you?”

“You will. Be patient and do as you’re told.”

His quiet laugh was followed by a “Yes, ma’am.”

“That’s mistress to you today,” I called back.

“Yes, mistress,” he amended.

That sent a shiver through me. I didn’t get to be in charge often, and maybe that made it all the more potent when I got the opportunity.

“Blindfold on?”

“Yes, mistress.”

I dared to open the door, and found him truthful, waiting on the couch with only his pants still on.

My purr roared to life, and by the smirk on his lips, I could only assume he was able to hear it from there. I made my steps heavier than normal to emphasize the click of my new heels on the floor. His body tuned in my direction, his breath turning shallow as I approached.

I traced his jawline with the riding crop, watching it register in his mind, delighting in the tension of his muscles. “Choose your safeword.”

“Mercy.”

Still purring, I stole a kiss before hooking my fingers in the waistband of his pants. “Come on. Let’s see how good you can be for me.”

Sidney followed obediently, his citrus and clove scent like a fog around him, strong enough to make me dizzy with desire. I paused before the footboard and yanked the pillow off the bed for him to sit on.

“Hands on your head. You’re wearing entirely too many clothes for what I have in mind.”

I took a long moment to appreciate the view with his hands raised up, leaving himself exposed to anything I wanted to do. Moving slowly just to tease him, I undid his belt, adding in some hot breaths and “accidental” touches as I worked his remaining garments down to the floor. I could’ve given his cock attention—it was practically begging for it with its weeping tip—but I wanted him absolutely ready to explode before that was going to happen.

“On the floor for me.” I set one of his hands on the footboard so he could guide himself and nudged the pillow so when he came down it was centered. “Arms out.”

I secured his wrists with the cuffs to the footboard and stood back to survey my work. Sidney always seemed so powerful, and he still did, but there was something so fucking intoxicating about him yielding that power to me.

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