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“I’m the only person that gets to use this on you.” I won’t even let her take it out of my apartment. “And look, I even got it in your favorite color.” I wink.Black.
“So what was in your left hand?” I hold out the package of microwave popcorn, and she raises her eyebrows. “I figured it would have been empty, knowing your ego.”
She’s not wrong. I considered it.
I stand opposite her on the other side of the kitchen island. “I’m not going easy on you tonight.”
“You underestimate how much good little sluts can take.”
“It’s not about how much you can take, it’s about how much you can give of yourself. And just so you know, when I call you that, it’s to makeyoufeel sexy. As soon as it stops bringing pleasure—it’s over. Don’t confuse my degradation with disrespect... And the side of you that loves being a slut”—I stab my finger in my chest—“that belongs to me.”
She tries to act unaffected, but her throat bobs on a wary swallow.
“The feeling you have right now, the one that’s quieting all the busy thoughts in your head? Lean into it. Tonight, you’re going to leave the attitude at the door. You can be big and bad for the rest of them, but not me.” I skim my hands down her arms and goose bumps rise under my palms. “For me, you’ll submit.”
I move behind her.
She blows out a puff of air. “In your dreams.”
“Stop.” My voice is firm but softens when she tenses, and I turn her around. “You chose the box that allows you to relinquish control. Do you still want that?”
She nods. Her eyes turns soft and meek. I could stare into them for hours.
“How’s that feeling now?”
I appreciate her contemplating her answer. “A little nervous.”
“You want to keep going?”
“Yes.”
Her shyness is the sexiest thing she’s ever worn. My gaze drops to her lips. I want to kiss her, but kissing is too intimate for Freya. She wants to keep this sexual—it’s the smart choice, it’s safer. Kissing would cross a line.
“If you’re coming up on a limit, sayyellow. Just before we hit your limit, or if you need me to stop for any reason, you sayred.”
“It’s cute you think I’ll need a safeword.”
My brows draw together, and I cock my head to the side.Has she never used safewords before?
“Everyone should use safewords, and I expect you to use yours if you need them. We should have established communication earlier, but going forward, they will always exist between us. They help build trust.”
“Okay.”
I squeeze her sides, enjoying her flinch, and return to my side of the counter. Once I’m done stacking the ingredients on our sandwiches and top them with another slice of toasted, fresh-from-the-oven bread.
“Hope you’re hungry.” I slide the plate in front of her.
“I need leverage to eat this thing.” She grunts while smashing the sandwich down to a size that’s somewhat manageable. She’ll need the sustenance. Her moans around a mouthful of food go straight to my dick. “This is the best sandwich I’ve ever had.”
After we finish eating, she wanders around my living room and peruses my bookshelf. She goes up on her tiptoes, and I check out her ass.
“I’m going to snoop.”
I stuff both hands in my pockets and rock on my heels. “Be my guest.”
“You read a lot, huh?” she comments, skimming her fingers across the book spines.
“It helps me come down after a game. Sometimes the adrenaline takes a while to drop off. Do you read?”
