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“How was your day, baby?” I ask him. I see James watching us interact out of the corner of my eye, and I hesitantly look his way.

“How was work?” he asks me, his tone careful and deliberate. I sit Jye on my hip, and his chubby hands grip onto my arm.

“It was okay. The usual,” I tell him.

“You know you don’t have to work,” he tells me. He's said this many times before. He has enough money, so I don’t need to work. The thing is I only work part time, and I want to have my own money.

“I know, James,” I respond. He knows how I feel about it, so I don’t elaborate.

“Can we go out for dinner?” he asks me. He stands with his hands resting on the table, dressed in fitted, worn jeans and a white shirt. He’s playing with his lip ring, blue eyes unwavering.

To say things have been slightly strained between James and me would be an understatement. I’d like to think they're slowly getting better, but I’m not so sure. His annulment was finalised but the damage it caused was still lingering.

“Actually, I’m kind of tired,” I tell him honestly.

“Okay, I’ll order in,” he instantly says.

I walk past him and into Jye’s room. We play for a little while and I read him a few books. I always make sure to spend time with him on the days I’m at work, since I don’t get to see him all day.

The food arrives and we all eat together, making small talk. After Jye goes to bed, I have a shower, get dressed and then read in bed while James watches TV next to me. I know this was the wrong book to pick when a sex scene piques my interest. James and I haven’t had sex in awhile. A soft moan escapes my lips, and I cringe, hoping he didn’t notice.

“What are you reading?” he suddenly asks, his voice a deep rumble.

I clear my throat. “Just a romance,” I evade. One minute my Kindle is in my hands, the next James has it. I see his eyes quickly read the scene and I want to die of embarrassment. James' eyes widen, and his lips curve into a knowing smile. The atmosphere in the room changes, the air getting thick. He places the Kindle down on the side table and then stands up, lifting his top off in one swift move. I eye his rippled chest, the hard curve of his torso, and finally the deep indentured V. The man is a god.

“Clothes off, Sasha. Now,” he demands. He removes his own pants, standing there in all his glory as I undress. He kneels on the bed, and starts to stroke himself. It’s then I know that he's re-enacting the scene that I was just reading. Heat pools in my lower belly, as I wait for his next command.

“Lie down on your stomach, Sasha.” I lie down and hear him open and close a drawer.

“Put your hands above your head,” he orders, and I instantly comply. He takes my wrists and binds them together with what feels like my stockings.

“Good girl,” he praises, just as the male lead did in the book.

Then he makes my fantasy come true.

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James

I had no idea Sasha would be into anything like that, but it was so fucking sexy. Now that I know that she’s into this stuff, I have plans for her, boy, do I have plans. We made love slowly afterwards, and I hope I showed her through my body how much I love and adore her. We're now cuddled together, and I’m enjoying the feel of her skin against mine. It was a long few weeks that I didn’t have this, and I missed it. Not just the sex, but the connection.

“I missed you,” I tell her.

“I missed you too, James,” she says with a content sigh.

“You were so sexy tonight,” I say, chuckling.

She rolls her eyes.

“And greedy. My pretty girl was so greedy,” I say, amused.

“It was a long few weeks,” she agrees dryly.

“It was. Let’s not let that happen again. The distance between us, I don’t wanna do that again, Sasha,” I tell her, nuzzling the hollow of her neck. My hand roams down her body, cupping and kneading her ass.

“Again?” she asks breathily, as she feels me harden.

“Apparently I have some time to make up for,” I say huskily. I’m already thinking about what I want to do to her this time. Different scenarios race through my head.

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