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Watching her, he slowly fastened cuffs at her wrists and
ankles, standing back to revel in her beauty. He looked for any sign of
wariness in her eyes, but saw only anticipation. “You need to know I would
never do anything to hurt you.”

“I know that.”

“This is about pleasure for me, not pain. Any instructions I
give you are to intensify your pleasure. I would never shame or embarrass you.”

“I know.”

Her unwavering trust in him had him questioning whether he
deserved it. No woman had ever given him so much and expected so little in
return. He was wealthy, and for most women, that was reason enough for them to
play along, both in and out of the bedroom. But Charlene was so different from
anyone he ever knew. He knew that the first night when she pulled out of his
driveway and he stood there staring into the darkness long after her tail lights
disappeared. Something told him then he just made the biggest mistake of his
life, yet the fates realigned to give him another chance and he never intended
to let her go or make her question him again.

After reaching into the drawer, he withdrew a black silk
blindfold. He gently fixed it over her eyes. “This will enhance the other
senses.”

He hungered for a taste of her, but he knew he didn’t have
time to waste. His body pleaded for mercy and he’d have no choice but to answer
the call soon. Just the thought of slipping into her slick heat, a pleasure he
never expected to experience again, made his cock throb, and he could feel the
metal prongs of his zipper biting into his sensitive flesh.

He wasted no time shedding the rest of his clothes before
easing over her. Because of the heavy velvet drapes drawn across the windows, the
small room was dark and cavernous, but his mouth was drawn to her pebbled
nipple like a beacon. As soon as he started swirling his tongue over the taut
peak, she responded by thrashing and whimpering.

“Stay still,” he warned. His eyes drifted to the paddle on
the bedside table and his cock jerked as he imagined her soft ass turning pink
as she endured his reprimand. “Or I will punish you. Your body is mine now,” he
whispered. “You understand what that means, don’t you?”

“Yes, sir,” she whispered.

“Good.”

He lowered his head and continued to sweep his tongue over
her nipple, circling the outer edge before drawing the tight bud into his
mouth. He could tell how much obeying his command cost her, but the fact that
she did proved to him this turned her on as much as he hoped it would.

He licked a path down her body, slowly, careful not to
bypass any sensitive areas as his journey ended at his target. Pressing her
hips into the bed firmly, so she wouldn’t be tempted to disobey him, he orbited
her clit over and over again until she panted so hard he was tempted to tease
her about the risk of hyper-ventilating.

Nothing had ever tasted so sweet as his mouth came down on
her hard and fast, licking her relentlessly as she bit her lip to keep from
crying out. He slid a finger in to the hilt, rotating it, finding her sweet
spot, but never taking it out as his tongue twirled around her clit.

Her legs trembled and a light sheen of perspiration coated
her skin, but he wouldn’t back down until he’d forced her to ride out every
last second of the most intense orgasm of her life. He knew he was hitting her
G-spot, and he couldn’t wait for his reward. “Come for me, now.”

She came instantly, and he felt her pulsing against his
mouth as he continued to lick her mercilessly. He knew she would have
retreated, had he let her, but from now on, he intended to make sure they
didn’t hide from anything or anyone, least of all each other.

When he was satisfied he’d pushed her further than she ever
allowed herself to go before, he kissed her, slowly, thoroughly, before sliding
into her with a deep thrust. She was more compliant than he ever could have
imagined as she continued to press her lips together to avoid crying out.

“So good,” he whispered in her ear, breathing deeply as the
intoxicating scent of her arousal invaded his senses. “You make me so damn
happy.” He licked the shell of her ear, teasing and tickling her with his
tongue. He could feel her pussy gripping his cock as her breath came in shallow
bursts. “Come now, but this time I want to hear you say my name.” He turned his
head so her mouth was pressed against his ear.

“Cole, oh…”

“Only my name,” he said. “That’s the only word I want to
hear on those sweet lips.”

“Cole… Cole…”

He cursed when his body claimed the last ounce of his
control and he shot the first burst deep inside of her. He was so thankful she
was protected, because he refused to use a condom with her. With this woman,
there would be no barrier between them. Ever.

He slipped the blindfold off and was relieved to see her
smile. He hadn’t been too demanding this time, yet he still feared her
reaction. She would settle into this and learn what was expected of her in time.
He meant what he said earlier, her happiness came first, and if this didn’t
make her happy, he’d lock this room for the last time and throw away the key
without an ounce of regret because he had her.

“Are you okay?” he asked, kissing the red marks on her wrist
as he removed her restraints. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No.” She watched him remove the ankle restraints before
claiming the spot beside her on the bed.

His heart thudded in his chest as he waited for her to say
something, anything. Seconds stretched into minutes and fear began to feel like
a noose around his neck, cutting off his air supply. If he lost her because
he’d pushed her too far out of her comfort zone tonight, or shown her a side of
him she didn’t like, much less love, he’d never forgive himself.

When he couldn’t stand the silence another second, he said,
“Goddammit, Char, will you say somethin’! You’re killin’ me here.”

“Oh, am I allowed to speak now,
sir
?” She batted her
long eyelashes and looked up at him, tongue in cheek. He smacked her ass
soundly and she grinned, wriggling her bottom against his hand to invite the
sharp contact again. “Ohhhh, I think I’m gonna like that. I may have to be a
bad girl more often.”

He couldn’t help but smile, partly because of her audacity,
but mostly because she made him so damn happy he had to wonder if he’d ever
wipe the stupid grin off his face. She was
his
. And she wasn’t going
anywhere. He intended to see to that.

She reached for his arm when he started to get up. “Hey,
don’t go.”

“Just give me a minute.” He pulled back a hinged oil
painting and punched the code into his wall safe before walking back to the bed
with a rectangular velvet box in his hands.

“What’s that?” she asked, sitting up, the sheet covering her
breasts.

He glared at the sheet and she laughed as she let it fall to
her waist.

“I bought this a couple of years ago.” He paused, unsure of
how to proceed. He didn’t want her to be offended, but he wanted her to
understand the significance of his gift. “Some Doms give their Subs collars.
The collar is a symbol. Some give a necklace. Some don’t believe in outward
symbols at all… but it’s kind of like a wedding ring or an engagement ring. It’s
a symbol of commitment.”

She licked her lips, looking a little nervous and uncertain
as he opened the box to reveal a white gold omega necklace with a large diamond
circular ring positioned in the center.

“Oh wow,” she whispered, pressing her fingertips against her
lips.

“I saw this one day and I just knew…” He smiled. “Sort of
the same way I felt the first time I saw you.”

She smiled as she brushed the back of her hand over his jaw.

“I knew this would be perfect for the woman I chose to make
mine. Will you…
be mine
?”

“Yes.”

He set the box down on the nightstand and removed the
necklace. His hands, which were normally so steady, shook as he fixed the clasp
at the back of her neck. “You’re all I’ll ever want, the only person I’ll ever
need to make me happy.” He brought her left hand to his lips and kissed her
knuckles. “One day, very soon, I’m gonna wanna put a ring on this finger. I
hope you know that.”

She smiled as she touched the necklace. “I was kind of
hoping you’d say that.”

“I want it all with you. I want you to be my partner in
every way, in and out of the bedroom. I want you to be a mama to my little
girl, and I want you to give me more babies to spoil. Think you can handle
that?”

Charlene laughed as she wrapped her arms around his neck and
drew him close. “Is that an order, sir?”

He smiled when she kissed his neck. “Yes.”

“In that case, I guess I’ll have to comply, won’t I?” She
got a wicked gleam in her eye when she spotted the paddle on the bedside table.
“Unless of course I refuse. Then I suppose you’d have to punish me, wouldn’t
you?”

Cole tried to keep a straight face when he said, “I guess I
would.”

“In that case…”

He laughed as he grabbed the paddle and flipped her over. He
was sure of one thing. There would never be a dull moment with Charlene as his
wife.

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