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“No thanks. Just browsing.”
“Okay. Let me know if I can answer any questions for you.”
“Thanks,” I mutter as she walks away. When I glance over at Maggie, she’s staring straight down at the case too, and at the same time, we both break out in quiet laughter.
Then my eyes start to focus on the items on display.
“Hey, I recognize that,” I say softly, pointing to the black silicone plug.
Maggie laughs. “You should. I made you wear it for eight hours.”
“They have one in pink,” I reply, pointing to the next one.
“I was looking at this,” she says, and I follow her gaze to a mannequin display. But it’s what the mannequin is wearing that makes me pause. It’s a black leather harness around the hips with a small black ribbed dildo attached to the front.
“What the hell do we need that for?” I ask with a laugh. “I already have a cock.”
She’s biting her lip as she gazes up at me. “Yeah, well, I don’t.”
My smile fades as my eyes dance back and forth from the strap-on to her and back. Before I have a chance to respond, she breaks out in laughter.
“Your face. Beau, relax. I’m kidding.”
I don’t think she is, and I’m not sure how I even want to respond to this. It’s not something that ever really crossed my mind, and it’s way too much to digest at the moment. So I force a smile, pinching her around the waist as we move through the rest of the store, keeping our faces down and away from the clerk.
We browse through other toys, including some vibrators I’d love to use on her and lingerie I’d give my right arm to see her in.
When we reach the display of leather collars, my eyes linger. When she keeps moving, I grab her arm to hold her in place. I read a lot about collars on the sites she gave me. What they represent to a sub and how some people express the feeling they get when they wear one for their Dom.
I know exactly why she never bought me one, and it doesn’t feel good to remember that this thing between us has an expiration date, which is quickly approaching. Only a week after my dad’s wedding, this thing between us is over and Maggie will be gone.
“The room is ready,” she whispers while I stare down at the simple black collars. This time, when she tugs me away, I let her. I’m so distracted by the things we saw in the store, I don’t register much until we’re standing together in one of the rooms, and Maggie’s pulling off her mask.
“You seem tense. Are you okay?” She runs her hands over my chest and loops them around my neck, pulling my mouth down to hers.
I nod. “Yeah. I’m fine.”
After a quick kiss, I lift my gaze up to scan the room. The sight is a bit intimidating. Cuffs on the wall, paddles, floggers, and other painful-looking things on display. There are even restraints on the bed and a bench along the wall.
When I turn around, Maggie has removed her black silk robe, and I freeze in my tracks as I take in the sight of what she’s wearing now.
“Holy fucking shit,” I mutter in surprise.
Her tits are flowing out of the top of a black corset that is cinched around her waist, giving her a full hourglass figure. Below the corset, she has on black lace panties with little clips that are holding up black stockings. On her feet are black stiletto heels that I would gladly let her step on my face with. And I’d still saythank you.
Without a word, I sink to my knees in front of her. She bites her lip as she forces back a smile, while I just gape up at her in wonder.
This is the woman of my dreams. I never fucking knew it until now, but I literally couldn’t imagine anything hotter than the sight before me at this very second.
“Maggie, you look…fucking hot.”
As she steps toward me, her heels click across the floor, making my dick twitch in my pants.
“I’m glad you like it.” She runs her fingers through my hair, tilting back my head before leaning in to kiss my mouth. “The panties are crotchless,” she whispers against my lips, and I let out a growl in response. My cock is so hard already, and the night has only just begun.
“Now, get on the bed.” Her tone is cold and commanding, and I fucking love it.
“Yes, ma’am.”
