Page 75 of Until I Have You

“Has that not been enough for you?”

I spin around on the bench to face him.“Oh, it’s been plenty.But variety is the spice of life, isn’t it?”

Theo’s expression grows wary as he takes in all the toys.There are whips and chains and riding crops and paddles and every sort of tool a Dom could want.

It’s overwhelming, especially to him.

“You know I’m not interested in hurting you, Abigail.”

“That doesn’t mean you don’t know how to dominate me.You do it every time we’ve been together.”

All ten times.Ten times in three weeks.Because we don’t know how to handle ourselves.Don’t know how to stay away.None of those times include my visits with Bonnie, which give way to a different sort of intimacy I’m desperately trying to ignore.The familiarity of his person.The man he is.

The manI like.

But I know he doesn’t want a woman like me in return.

I’m too young.I’m fun.Not…not the material for him to make a life with.

I still don’t fully understand why.And at first, I didn’t care to.Now it’s started to ache in a strange way.

For now, I ignore it.

“I dominate you?”He looks at me with a curious smile.

“Uh, obviously.”

“How?I mean, I suppose I like control, but–”

I laugh, crossing my ankles.“That’s just it.You like to have control over me.But it’s not the control of pain.But of pleasure.”

Theo lifts his brows.“I suppose.”

“You’re a Dom, Theo.You like to be in control of pleasing me.When I am pleased, what I’m pleased by or with.Sometimes, to an absolutely absurd degree,” I say with a grin.“And I allow it because I’m a submissive with needs the line up with yours.”

“Ah…I see.”

I get to my feet and join him by the wall.“So, you could restrain me.You could blindfold me.Those toys aren’t inherently painful.”

Theo swallows.“I only want to do what will make you happy.”

Warmth pools in my belly.

There are so many things he could do to make me happy.Not all of them would be limited to the confines of this room.

I wave the thoughts away.

“I want to please you by letting you take control of the way you please me,” I say in a soft voice.

Theo casts his eyes over me, taking in my outfit again.Then, his blue eyes land in mine, clear as a ten-mile sky.“First, I want to do this.”

He touches my cheek and kisses me with tenderness.

Tenderness is an unfair thing in an arrangement like ours.

When his lips leave mine, he says, “Then I want to tie you to that bench and devour you.”

He takes his time, picking out the tools he’d like to use.When all is said and done, he’s used silk restraints around my wrists that loop under the bench, giving me lateral movement, but keeping my wrists up near my ears.

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