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But when her hands wrapped around his neck and her mouth parted beneath his, he deepened the kiss, taking command, running his tongue over hers. His cock, already hard from having her ass cradling it, grew even harder. Fuck. His balls were tight and sore.

Definitely gonna nee

d a cold shower when he got home.

Forcing himself to pull away from her, he stared into her cloudy green eyes.

“Wow,” she murmured.

Yeah. Wow. He cleared his throat. “I need to get home and you need to go to bed.”

She nodded, looking a little disappointed at that.

“I’ll be back tomorrow.”

“Okay, yeah.”

“And baby girl?”

“Yes?”

“We need to have another chat about safety, I think. But I want you to know that if I ever catch you leaving your key under a flower pot or anywhere outside, then I’m taking a paddle to your ass.”

Her eyes grew wide. “A paddle?”

They hadn’t had a talk about limits and safewords. It had been a long time since he’d had a chat like that. He hadn’t properly played with a sub for years. When he was younger, he’d gone to a BDSM club a few times, but the club scene wasn’t for him. He didn’t sleep around much, not any longer, and any of the women he did fuck were experienced. A bit of light bondage and spanking was something they both enjoyed. But this was different.

“Paddle a hard limit?”

“Um, I don’t know.”

“Think about it. If it is, I’ll come up with something equally as bad. I’m serious about your safety, Sunny. I’m not letting any harm come to you.”

He’d do whatever it took to keep her safe.

11

He knocked on her door the next morning, holding a box of donuts.

She opened the door almost right away, making him bite back a smile as he wondered if she’d been watching for him. He frowned slightly as he saw what she was wearing. He’d expected her to be in her pajamas. For her to look all cuddly and sleepy this morning.

Been looking forward to it actually. He’d had to rub one off in the shower last night after kissing her, but it hadn’t helped get her out of his head. But what he’d really been looking forward to this morning was spending time getting to know her better, especially her Little side.

“Come in.” She licked her lips nervously, staring from the donut box to him.

He closed and locked the door behind him. He caught the faint scent of bleach in the air and looked around the house. Having been in here last night he could tell she’d recently cleaned the place. Not that it had been dirty before, but now it looked extra shiny clean.

There wasn’t much stuff around. No clutter, no photos on the walls or throws on the couch. That surprised him. She seemed the type to like pretty, girly shit like cushions and throws.

Why had she cleaned? And gotten dressed?

Nerves? Embarrassment?

He walked in to find the T.V. wasn’t even on. This wouldn’t do. He wanted to make her more at ease with him, not nervous.

“Where’s the PJs, little rebel?”

Her cheeks flushed red. “Oh, well, I just thought. . .I don’t know, I felt a bit silly wearing them when you’re dressed.”


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