Page 121 of For the Sub

“You’re comfortable enough?”

“Mame helped a lot with that. If anyone was an asshole to me, I’m sure she’d have something to say about it.”

“And I’d fucking kill them.”

At his harsh emotional words, delivered without any hesitation, she blinked.

“You’re mine, Brandy. No one will be allowed to make you feel less than the princess you are.”

“I…” She blew out a breath from between her closed lips. “Thank you, Sir.”

“Let’s enjoy ourselves, bid on a few things, and then”—he swept his gaze over her—“go back to the room.”

“The sooner the better, Sir.” She stood on tiptoes and pretended to adjust his tie while whispering, “You’re a more-than-generous lover, but I still want you inside me again.”

His cock thickened.

Shit.

He needed to hide that before anyone saw him. “If you know what’s good for you, beautiful Brandy, you’ll need to keep your hands to yourself and leave your words unspoken.”

“A threat, Sir?” she asked, wide-eyed with mock terror.

“Or something else, sub.”

She shuddered a little. From anticipation, he knew.

“Just tell me when you’re ready to leave, Sir. You’re the only reason I’m here.”

Did she ever say the wrong thing?

“You wanted to place a few bids?” she asked, dragging him back from his mental wanderings, returning him to the event where people were mingling near them.

Thank God one of them was capable of thinking rationally. “Yeah. If you see something that interests you, let me know.”

“Basketball tickets, if they have them.”

“You’re a fan?” He couldn’t have been more shocked if she’d asked for tickets to outer space.

“Isn’t everyone who lives in the state?”

“No. In fact, some people can’t stand it.”

She laughed. “Including you, Sir?”

“Indeed.”

“No problem at all. If we win them, I’ll take Margot to the game.” She grinned.

“On second thought, I like basketball just fine.”

“I thought you might.” She gave him a cheeky smile. “Just be aware that I take those massive green foam hands with me. You know the ones? With a finger sticking up saying our team is number one.”

“You’re kidding.”

“Not at all. I’m a fan, and I like to show it.”

“I’m horrified.”

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