Page 16 of Mine to Dominate

“Are you hungry?”

She looked back at him and nodded. “Yes.”

He held out a hand for her to take. “Let’s go back into the house, and I’ll get the basket.”

“All right.”

He stopped her in the bedroom. “Stay here, and I’ll be right back.” He didn’t wait for her to agree. As a submissive, she should automatically listen to her dom. He returned with a big basket and a thick blanket within a few minutes.

He set the basket aside. “Here, Baby. Help me lay this out.”

She grabbed one side and helped get it to the floor. He knelt and pulled the basket onto the blanket.

“We’re not going to be able to see,” she said as she sat cross-legged on the blanket.

He’d thought of that and pulled a lantern and flashlight from the basket.

“That’s great,” she said. “You thought of everything.”

He grinned as he lit the battery-operated lantern and put it off to the side so there was a circle of light around them before he pulled fresh fried chicken and fruit from the basket. Next came slices of French bread with a bowl of oil and spices in it for dipping, and then cupcakes.

“This looks wonderful.”

“I had Sandra’s Café make it up for us.” He pulled out a few glasses and some wine. “I hope you like wine. If not, I brought water.”

“Wine is great. I wouldn’t have taken you for a wine drinker.”

“I’m usually not, but I can suck down a glass or two if I have to.”

She laughed out loud.

She helped pull out the plates and napkins and started opening the containers. They ate in silence for a few minutes.

“This is really good.”

“We’ll have to do this again,” he said.

“Oh, Lord, I’m so full, I won’t be able to walk.”

“Then I’ll carry you.”

Just with those few words, the atmosphere immediately became charged, and he could see she was as affected by it as he was.

“Are you done, Baby?”

“Yes. Let me help.”

“We’ll get the cupcakes out later.”

He set the basket to the side and folded up his coat. “Here, lay your head down on that and relax for a while. It’s been a long week.”

She laid down on her back, crossed her ankles, and closed her eyes.

He laid down and placed his head on her stomach. “Is this okay?”

“Mmm, yes,” she said, immediately running her fingernails over his scalp.

Jesus, he’d never had anyone do that, and it felt so damn good. He relaxed, closed his eyes, and then felt himself drifting asleep.

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