smiled. “That’s my good girl. If you decide you want this, when we’re alone, you’ll address me as Sir.”
That felt right to her. “Yes, Sir.”
He let out a soft noise she thought sounded like a groan. “Baby, you keep saying that, I’m not going to want you to stop.”
She smiled. “Yes, Sir.”
He placed one of her hands over the front of his jeans, where he now sported a very sizable bulge. “See, that’s what that does to me. This is why I need it. One of the reasons. Beyond it’s part of who I am. I’m a leader, not a follower.” He squeezed her hand over his cock. “It’s just the way I am.”
“You said you wouldn’t force me to stay, but that you won’t get divorced.”
“If I marry you, it’s for life. But if you decide you want out, you have to be the one to leave. I won’t keep you with me, I won’t make you stay, I won’t sabotage your leaving. But you have to be the one to do it, because once I make a promise to you for life, to love and protect you, I mean it. Do you understand?”
Her insides fluttered in a good way. “Yes, Sir.”
* * * *
Dammit , if she kept saying that, there was no fucking way in hell Ross would ever let her go again.
Not if he had anything to say about it.
He loved her. He knew he was in love with her. He hated that he waited to make a move, to let her know he liked her.
He felt responsible for what had happened to her. If he’d told her sooner how he felt, instead of being a dumbass and waiting, maybe it never would have happened.
Unfortunately, he’d let fear rule his actions, afraid of scaring her off, thinking that would be the worst thing that could happen.
How wrong he’d been.
There were far worse things. And she’d paid the price for his reticence.
He released her hand and stepped back. “Undress,” he softly said.
She stared at him for only a second before she pulled off her oversized T-shirt. Then she hooked her fingers in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down, too.
Gorgeous. Perfect. She wasn’t a skinny twig, one of those girls who always hit the fitness center or ran themselves ragged, or starved themselves.
His cock screamed to get free.
Taking a slow, deep breath, he circled her, stopping behind her. “Arms at your sides,” he softly said, barely trusting his voice.
She complied.
“When I ask you to undress, unless I tell you something different, you’ll stand and wait for me just like this. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Fuck. She was beyond sexy, and she had no clue. That was even more debilitating to his reserve, that she was utterly in the dark about the pull, the power she had over him.
He stepped in behind her, his hands on her hips, pulling her ass against his cock. Leaning in so he could whisper in her ear, he said, “If you really want to be with me, I will own you. Body, heart, and soul. That means if I want to slide my cock between your lips or up that beautiful ass of yours, I will. Can you accept that?”
“Only if you don’t go from my ass right to my mouth. Sir,” she added.
He laughed. “Ew. Yeah, that won’t happen. Don’t worry. See? That’s good. That was a discussion about a hard limit. There will be times I’ll ask you for your hard limit, and I will respect it.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
He caressed her, slowly sliding his fingertips up her arms. “I have no desire to break or harm you, baby. I only want to own you. And I don’t break my toys.”
“Am I just a toy to you?”
He froze. “Sorry. Bad choice of words on my part.” He turned her to face him, cradling her chin in his hands again. “I love you,” he whispered. “And I wish like hell I’d said it sooner. You’re the center of my universe. The only woman I want. I just need to know you can live the way I have to live and be okay with it.”
He caught her soft gasp. “I love you, too, Sir,” she said.
Closing his eyes, he rested his forehead against hers. “Then I just guess we’re
That felt right to her. “Yes, Sir.”
He let out a soft noise she thought sounded like a groan. “Baby, you keep saying that, I’m not going to want you to stop.”
She smiled. “Yes, Sir.”
He placed one of her hands over the front of his jeans, where he now sported a very sizable bulge. “See, that’s what that does to me. This is why I need it. One of the reasons. Beyond it’s part of who I am. I’m a leader, not a follower.” He squeezed her hand over his cock. “It’s just the way I am.”
“You said you wouldn’t force me to stay, but that you won’t get divorced.”
“If I marry you, it’s for life. But if you decide you want out, you have to be the one to leave. I won’t keep you with me, I won’t make you stay, I won’t sabotage your leaving. But you have to be the one to do it, because once I make a promise to you for life, to love and protect you, I mean it. Do you understand?”
Her insides fluttered in a good way. “Yes, Sir.”
* * * *
Dammit , if she kept saying that, there was no fucking way in hell Ross would ever let her go again.
Not if he had anything to say about it.
He loved her. He knew he was in love with her. He hated that he waited to make a move, to let her know he liked her.
He felt responsible for what had happened to her. If he’d told her sooner how he felt, instead of being a dumbass and waiting, maybe it never would have happened.
Unfortunately, he’d let fear rule his actions, afraid of scaring her off, thinking that would be the worst thing that could happen.
How wrong he’d been.
There were far worse things. And she’d paid the price for his reticence.
He released her hand and stepped back. “Undress,” he softly said.
She stared at him for only a second before she pulled off her oversized T-shirt. Then she hooked her fingers in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down, too.
Gorgeous. Perfect. She wasn’t a skinny twig, one of those girls who always hit the fitness center or ran themselves ragged, or starved themselves.
His cock screamed to get free.
Taking a slow, deep breath, he circled her, stopping behind her. “Arms at your sides,” he softly said, barely trusting his voice.
She complied.
“When I ask you to undress, unless I tell you something different, you’ll stand and wait for me just like this. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Fuck. She was beyond sexy, and she had no clue. That was even more debilitating to his reserve, that she was utterly in the dark about the pull, the power she had over him.
He stepped in behind her, his hands on her hips, pulling her ass against his cock. Leaning in so he could whisper in her ear, he said, “If you really want to be with me, I will own you. Body, heart, and soul. That means if I want to slide my cock between your lips or up that beautiful ass of yours, I will. Can you accept that?”
“Only if you don’t go from my ass right to my mouth. Sir,” she added.
He laughed. “Ew. Yeah, that won’t happen. Don’t worry. See? That’s good. That was a discussion about a hard limit. There will be times I’ll ask you for your hard limit, and I will respect it.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
He caressed her, slowly sliding his fingertips up her arms. “I have no desire to break or harm you, baby. I only want to own you. And I don’t break my toys.”
“Am I just a toy to you?”
He froze. “Sorry. Bad choice of words on my part.” He turned her to face him, cradling her chin in his hands again. “I love you,” he whispered. “And I wish like hell I’d said it sooner. You’re the center of my universe. The only woman I want. I just need to know you can live the way I have to live and be okay with it.”
He caught her soft gasp. “I love you, too, Sir,” she said.
Closing his eyes, he rested his forehead against hers. “Then I just guess we’re
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