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“I’m already married to you.”

“Then say you’ll be mine forever.” He slipped the rings over finger. “I’ll just keep you here if you say no. And keep asking you until I finally wear you down.”

“Then I guess I better say yes, then.”

A huge smile lit his face as he stood and swept her up in a kiss. “Guess you better.”

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They attendedSarah and Roman’s wedding a week later. Cassandra had felt her heart crack with awe and elation when Dominic had told her they’d rescheduled.

Because of her.

Because they wanted Cassandra, an important part of their family, to be there.

When the bride and groom had said their vows to one another — words about protecting, loving, honoring, and respecting — Cass had peeked up at her husband sitting next to her with his arm around her shoulders and found him smiling at her. These were their vows too.

Of course, when Sarah mentioned something about being Roman’s fuck toy for the rest of her life Cassandra had nearly choked. Maybe not all the vows were also theirs.

As they danced later that night, Dominic pulled her closer. “When we get home, you’ve got something unfinished business with me.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Oh yeah, what’s that?”

“That night after the first gala I told you I was going to plug every hole. Two synthetic, one with my cock. But we never got around to it.”

She could already feel wetness gathering between her thighs. “Do I still get to choose what goes where?”

“Nope. Tonight your Dom gets to choose.”

“Only if you take me home right now.”

Dominic had them over to Roman and Sarah to make their goodbyes in under a minute. Ten minutes later they were in the car headed home.

“Pull your dress up to your waist and touch yourself,” Dominic said as soon as they were on the Interstate. “Bring yourself to the edge, but don’t you dare come or we’ll start this whole adventure with me paddling your ass.”

She smiled at him, shaking her head. “You really are going to have to think of a better threat than that. Spanking sounds more like a reward. Not going to keep me from coming.” Her breath hissed out as her fingers circled her clit.

He chuckled. “Fine, I’ll paddle your ass while you’re naked over my desk with the entire security team watching, then turn you over and fuck you.”

She eased her fingers back. “Meanie.”

He reached over and touched her pussy himself. “So fucking wet. Keep playing with yourself but don’t come.”

She did, but made sure she kept herself far from orgasming. She didn’t think he would go through with his threat, but wasn’t one hundred percent sure.

“I know you have to put your cock in my mouth. So I guess That means I get a plug and vibrator or dildo in the other two.”

He just turned to her and gave her an angelic smile that scared the hell out of her in the best way possible. She had to stop touching herself she was so close to coming, just from that wicked grin.

When they arrived home he carried her from the car to their bedroom without even breaking a sweat, kissing her the entire time. She could barely form a coherent thought by the time he’d laid her on the bed.

He stripped her dress over her head and removed her bra and thong. She just lay where he placed her as he walked away and came back a few minutes later, fully naked, items in hand.

“I got this a couple days before the gala.” He held up a dark, leathergag, then flipped it in the other direction so she could see it fully. One side – the side that would go into her mouth – had a three inch siliconepenis sticking out of it. The gag had a strap that would keep the fake cock shoved into her mouth.Her eyes widened.

“I know, not as long as my dick, but it will certainly fill that sassy little mouth while my cock is busy other places.”

He brought the gag up to her mouth and she opened. He stroked her hair.

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