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“No, Beau. I don’t want to get married.” It doesn’t exactly quell my worries.

“Why not? Don’t you want a wedding? Some sort of show of commitment from me?” I ask.

When a gentle smile stretches across her lips, she kisses me. “Every day you give me love, you submit to me, you trust me with your body and your heart, and you stay faithful to me.Thatshows me your commitment. You choose me every single day. I’d rather have that than a legally binding contract any day. This collar around your neck is my wedding ring, and nothing in the world could mean more to me.”

My shoulders relax as I let out a deep breath. I never thought about it like that. I do choose her every day, and she chooses me too. But when you find something perfect, you don’t throw that away. “I love you,” I whisper.

She pulls me up toward her for a kiss. Burying my hands in her hair, I let her deepen it. As she pulls away with a smile, I drop my hands.

“Can I make you come now?” I ask as I skate my fingers down her thighs.

“Only if you ask nicely.”

“Please, ma’am. Can I make you feel good?”

She strokes my head with a smile.

“You’ve been so good today. Yes, you can.”

I smile up at her before burying my face between her legs, loving the way she lets out a sweet whimper when I do. Making her feel good makesmefeel good. And that’s not something I ever thought I’d say before. But now that I know who I really am, it’s not so weird to me anymore. This is what I was always meant to be—hers.

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