Page 17 of Until I Own You

I turn back to Lex. “Let’s get you measured for these pants, huh?”

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SETH

I slam the door harder than I mean too. My breath is heavy in my chest as I pant.

What the hell was that? How dare she cut me out of her life then make a spectacle out of herself? Doesn’t she know that a Dom at the club only wants her body? Her temporary submission? It’s selfish attention. Not the real kind.

Not the kind I could give her. Desperately want to give her.

I turn around and jump at the sight of Penny on her knees before me, her eyes on the ground in front of my feet.

I stare at her. Penny is called so for her hair, the silky copper coif she keeps in a desperately tight ponytail that can be used for pulling or can be released into cascading coils.

Penny is beautiful. A good sub.

But not the one I want. Not today. Not ever.

I gnaw the inside of my cheek as I look at her. “Are your limits as usual today?”

“Yes, Master.”

“What is your safe word for today?”

“The color scheme works for me, Master. So, yellow to pause and red to stop.”

I nod.I always check their limits and their safe words. Since we are both unattached, but don’t scene together often, it is a good reminder for me, and a way to see if anything changed since last time.

If I had any say in it, I wouldn’t be unattached.

Because the thing I long the most for is to be in a committed relationship. I crave to have my sub. Someone who only bends to my will, not to anyone else’s.

And my body and soul crave only her. My sweet forbidden fruit. The bane of my existence.

So, I’ll have to settle for Penny for now.

I look at the wall which is laden with a variety of toys and tools. I grab a flogger off the wall, the leather strands dripping just like Penny’s ponytail.

My eyes scan the room.

What should I do with her?

Lay her down on the spanking horse?. Doesn’t feel right. Or exciting. I turn back to the wall and put the flogger back, before reaching for a set of silky restraints. Could be fun to tie her up. Tie her down. Overstimulate with a toy. Make her beg so nicely.

Except, imagining her moans and her begging sounds nauseating.

I came here today because I can’t focus. Again. My mind has been all Bridget all the time. From the second she told me I couldn’t speak to her, all I’ve wanted is to speak to her, and now I’ve broken her rule.

The one rule she ever set. Her hard limit.

Fucking hell, what kind of Dom am I?

Ignoring the restraints, I blindly reach for the flogger and stand before her. I place the tip of it under her chin, bidding her to look me in the eye.

Penny does so. Her brown eyes would be inviting to anyone.

To me, they just feel wrong.

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