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He glanced from the pieces of paper on the table to me, then back again, and took a deep breath. “Can I sit and read, Sir?”
I blinked, actually surprised that he’d asked. Heat curled in my stomach, simmering low like molten lava, and my cock twitched, still as hard as it had been since Massimo had sent his picture. Maybe if Wade was a good boy, I would tie him up the same as that woman and send Massimo a photo back. “Yes.”
Wade pulled out a chair and sat, leaning over the contract.
Instead of standing around, I left him there and went back over to the couch, taking a seat. He would let me know when he was done, and then I was going to do some very bad things to him.
5
WADE LEE
The glass tablewas cool as I tapped my fingertips against it. I stared at the words on the contract in front of me, funnily enough headed up with the date and parties involved, like other traditional contracts I’d signed. But then my eyes kind of went blurry and I skimmed.
I didn’t really care what was in this contract, though I knew I should probably scour every word and commit it to memory. The truth was I didn’t have the heart to own up to any hard limits if there was a chance I was going to serve a Dom for real. I’d always wanted to play this way with someone who knew what they were doing. I needed this too much to accidentally scare Albion off by telling him I didn’t want to do something that got him rock hard.
I licked my lips and my bottom one stung where it had split open earlier today as I’d been nibbling on it.
There was a section for limits, and I shakily wrote in N/A.
Then I found the spots he’d told me to sign and put my name there. I didn’t bother adding in safe words or phrases.
I wanted this too much.
Let him destroy me and choke me with his cock. Hell, I didn’t even care if he slapped me or tied me down and used me while not letting me get off all night.
No, I needed this more than I needed air, and the more I thought about it, no price was too high. My cock pushed against my suit pants, and I squirmed on my seat, certain he would notice if I touched myself. I didn’t so much as twitch in that direction because as much as I knew I would never earn it with him, I wanted to let Albion know I was good—could be goodforhim.
Snatching up the contract, I slapped down the pen, then shoved back the chair.
Here we go.
Letting out a long breath, I stood on shaky legs and rushed over to the couch to hand the contract to Albion. He blinked at me in surprise, then glanced down, a frown slowly crossing his stern features. I clasped my hands together in front of myself because I wasn’t sure what he would want from me and waited, quivering, for my first order. My head spun.
What would he ask me to do?
What would heorderme to do?
“What the fuck is this?” Albion asked, leaning forward to wave around the contract.
My stomach shriveled to the size of an acorn as I studied his furious face. “Uh, I signed it? Like you told me to do?” I swallowed hard.
“Yes, but I also told you to read it. There’s no way you read it in that amount of time. Plus, there are no limits written here.”
Hopelessly, I shrugged. “I don’t care about limits.”
Fury sparked in his eyes and he slapped down the contract onto the cushion at his side. “You don’t care about limits, huh?”
Part of me knew I wouldn’t enjoy what was about to happen based on his tone alone, but when he tugged on my hand, I obediently sprawled over his thighs the way he roughly directed me. I ended up draped across him, my groin snug against his lap. He pushed my shoes off my feet, and they landed with athudon the floor that had me tensing.
“Shove your pants down,” he ordered.
My body flared white hot. I couldn’t think. I could barely breathe. I had to wrestle with my belt to make this happen, and when I got the buckle open and the fly undone, he pushed my pants down to my knees, and then a long, delicious dark sound rumbled out of his chest. “Oh, that’s nicer than anticipated.” He grabbed my left asscheek, and I bit my lip and moaned. “Do you wax?”
I didn’t say anything, but he pinched my asscheek and jumpstarted my brain. “Naturally not very hairy,” I said, shrugging and feeling stupidly happy when he hummed and rubbed his hand over my ass, which made me think way too much about my hole and how he wasn’t touching it yet.
Fuck, I needed it.
I raised my ass in the air as much as I could, and he snorted, giving it a harsh slap that drove all the oxygen out of my lungs and splayed me flat across his lap. The nudge of his thighs against my screaming hard cock made me bite my lip until I tasted blood.
