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“I do,” he agrees. His expression is stern, as if he’s about to announce that I’m in trouble for something.

Instead, he pulls me in and kisses me deeply and then pulls my hand between our bodies, so my palm rests against his erection. “This is why you aren’t with me tonight. I can smell your needy cunt even now, and I can’t be distracted when I’m talking to Griffin.”

I relax against him instantly as I rub my hand up and down his length. “Would it be useful for me to take care of that for you, Master?”

He grins. “I want nothing more than to put you on your knees with my cock down your throat, but we have a lot to do to get ready. I came to ask you to come to my office and help me get ready for tonight.”

My shoulders relax, and I smile up at him. “It would be a pleasure, Sir.”

“Let’s go,” he says, offering his hand.

“You can thank Lili for making me realize I’d disappointed you,” he adds as I put my hand in his. “I’m sorry it didn’t occur to me on my own.”

“You have a lot on your mind, Sir.”

In the office, Victor strips me out of my dress and motions to the closet and the bathroom.

“I’ve got one more phone call to make before I can focus on tonight. While I do that, get a suit laid out for me to wear, and then wait in the bathroom with the shower on and ready for me. You’re going to wash and dress me.”

The look on my face makes him raise an eyebrow. “Did you just get even more aroused than you already are at the prospect of bathing and dressing me?”

I grin. “And is it a problem if I did?”

He laughs. “Not at all. It’s cute. And hot. Now go. I’ll be with you in a moment.”

When Victor steps into the hallway with his phone, I open his closet and pull out one of the two suits hanging there. It’s a custom-tailored navy-blue silk Kiton that cost more than I paid for my car, but it’s worth every penny to see it on Victor’s muscular frame. I pull a gray button-up to go with it and lay both the suit and shirt on the sofa. Back at the closet, I select a tie, clean underclothes, and a pair of dress socks. The finishing touch is a pair of diamond cufflinks that remind me of the diamonds on the training collar Victor plans to put around my neck later. My hand skims my bare neck as I consider what it means to ask Victor to collar me. There is no concern or fear, just peace. It’s how I know we’re on the right path.

In the bathroom, I turn the shower on and get a rag ready for washing him.

He opens the door and steps in as I’m arranging towels outside the shower for easy access.

I drop to my knees as he enters the room, and he looks down at me with lust in his gaze.

“You’re perfect, sweetheart.”

“May I help you out of your clothes, Sir?”

“No. Rub your clit and watch me undress.”

Damn him. Just when I manage to put my arousal out of my mind, he does something to bring it front and center again.

“Sadist,” I mutter as I dip a finger between my legs and do as I’m told.

Victor lets out a wicked little laugh. “Are you complaining, butterfly? I’ve got a cane in the closet out there. We can see how you like the sting of that on a wet ass.”

I gasp as I rub my clit and shake my head. Canes are painful no matter what, and wet skin would make it ten times as bad. “No, Master. Please. I’m not complaining. Just stating a fact. You’re a sadist. And I love it.”

He laughs. “Calm down. You’re not in trouble, butterfly.”

“You try staying calm when you’ve been forced to edge all day while eating Lili’s pussy.”

“Fair enough. Though I must say I’m jealous of the time you’ve spent with Lili’s cunt today, so how much sympathy should I have?” His grin lets me know he’s teasing, and I relax into my place at his feet while I wait for him to strip down.

He sheds his clothing mercifully fast and pulls me to my feet to join him in the shower. I wash his body and his hair, but when I make a move to soap his cock, he takes the rag and does it himself, ordering me to finger myself again as I watch.

His eyes drift closed as he fists his erection with the soapy rag and drags it up and down the length.

“Are you sure I can’t help you with that, Master?”