Page 96 of For the Sub

Her motions mechanical, heart heavy, she made her way into the bathroom to fetch two warm, damp washcloths.

After bathing herself, she returned to him.

In one final submissive act for the day, she cleaned his still mostly erect cock then offered his clothes to him.

While he dressed, so did she.

Then, out of reasons to delay him, she walked him to the door.

The dogs followed, Dana whimpering softly, and Master Niles took the time to pet both of them before climbing into his SUV.

She waved from the carport. He crooked his finger, and her pulse soared as she hurried over to him.

“I never say things I don’t mean,” he promised.

Brandy attempted a brave, false smile, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t make her face respond.

Instead, her expression matched her emotions.

He held her jaw in one hand and brought her in for a kiss.

As he drove away, Dana lay down and put her big head on her outstretched paws. MW tried to bite Brandy’s bare toes.

For the first time, she appreciated the distraction.

Master Niles’s vehicle was no longer in view, and standing here, staring, was doing her no good.

With a sigh, she found a couple of toys and threw them as far as she could. Neither dog chased them. “Fine lot we are,” she told the animals.

Now what am I going to do?

* * * *

Night didn’t come soon enough, and she took a long bubble bath to pass the time. Not that it helped. She’d drained the water heater, and the book she’d carried in there couldn’t keep her attention.

In a ridiculously short amount of time, the compelling, sexy Dominant had insinuated himself into her life, a fact even more apparent the next morning when she had to brew her own coffee.

She’d enjoyed having a pot sitting on the burner waiting for her—even if his offering didn’t taste nearly as good as her own.

As she had yesterday, she took her cup outside to watch the sunrise and tried to put the weekend behind her.

Her phone rang.

Hopeful, she rushed inside and snatched the device from the counter.

Margot.

Attempting to hide her disappointment, Brandy answered.

“So, is that guy still there?” Margot demanded.

“You mean Master Niles?”

“Yeah, yeah. Niles.”

“No.” She sighed.

“Has he called?”

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