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Which meant we were about seconds away from me locking her down to my bed and using my tongue to worship-torture her for the rest of the night.
“Well,” she said, “I guess at Bliss, it hit me… that maybe you were still seeing other people.”
I stared at her. “We went to that party because you asked me to take you there. You were curious, so I took you. It was for you. I didn’t need to be there last night. I needed to be with you.”
She stared at me like she was kinda shocked I’d said that. “Are you upset about what happened? About losing your membership?”
“No. I’m not upset about that. And like I said, it wasn’t your fault. It was my fault.” I sighed. “And it’s not like that was the first time I ever used my fists to deal with a problem instead of my head.”
“Why did you do it?” she asked me.
I thought about that, trying to put it into words that wouldn’t make me a total asshole. But I had to be honest with her. Always.
I wasn’t always this honest with women.
But with her, I couldn’t stand not to be.
“You were mine. That’s how I saw it. He was touching what was mine. And you don’t fucking do that.”
She shook her head a little. “You haven’t claimed me. That’s what it’s called, right? You haven’t asked me to be exclusive.”
“Maybe it’s not fair of me to claim you,” I said gruffly. “When it’s ending in two weeks.”
She gazed at me, gently imploring with her pretty eyes. “Can’t we pretend that it’s not?”
My heart thudded, growing heavier in my chest, as it filled with all kinds of dangerous notions.
“I told you, little dove,” I growled. “I don’t pretend.”
“Maybe I want to pretend.”
I shook my head. She just didn’t get it.
Maybe we only had two weeks, but she was mine for every second we had left. Didn’t matter if she was leaving or not. I wanted every bit of her time I could get.
“I’m not seeing other people, Jolie. Until we say goodbye… You belong to me.” I pushed aside her almost-empty soup bowl and got to my feet. She dropped her spoon on the table with a clatter. “Consider yourself claimed.”
With that, I picked her up in my arms and kissed her. Then I hauled her down the hall to my bedroom at the back of the house.
It was nothing fancy. A bed with a wrought iron headboard, mismatched wood furniture, wood paneled walls with nothing on them. It was plain, clean, and said nothing at all about me. Except for the things in the drawers.
Those spoke volumes.
I lay her down on the bed and started opening drawers, looking through the items inside. I had a shit ton of bondage gear in here. So much of it, I hadn’t even tried it all yet.
“What are you doing?” she asked as she gazed at me.
“Exactly what I told you I was going to do.” I selected a pair of handcuffs and shut the drawer. “I’m locking you down.”
She hitched in a breath as I approached her, her eyes moving from the handcuffs to my face. I kneeled over her on the bed and kissed her softly on the lips.
“Hot, Jolie?”
“Yes. Hot,” she breathed.
I set the handcuffs aside as I got her undressed down to her underwear. Then I took off her bra, her breasts bouncing free. I peeled off her panties, baring her pussy.
I was rock hard, already.
