Page 70 of Stolen

“He tried to kick your ass last night?” Leo’s eyes went wide. “Why? What happened?”

“Uh…” My words trailed off, as I went back and forth in my mind about how to answer that question. “Youhappened, Leo.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means that Keith tried to buy me off last night to get me to stay away from you forever. I said no. And then, he threw the first punch.” I shrugged again. “Not a big deal. Seemed more like a temper tantrum than anything else.”

“Keith tried to buy you off?” Leo scoffed. “How much was he offering you? $100K?”

“$25 million.”

“$25 mill—” Leo brought a hand up to his mouth, seeming like he was in complete shock. “He tried to give you $25 million dollars?! In actual money?!”

“Yeah?”

“And you said no?!”

“Yeah, that’s right.” I nodded for extra measure. “It didn’t matter how much he offered me, really. I was never going to agree to something like that.”

“What is wrong with you?” There were suddenly tears in Leo’s eyes.

“…What’s wrong with me?” I was stunned by his response. “Are you actually upset that I didn’t take Keith’s bribe to stop talking to you?”

“No! I’m upset because I don’t get you!” Leo threw up his hands in pure frustration. “You turned down all that money just to keep talking to me? You whisk me away from work just to make sure I can get a nice view on a starry night? You help me with executing my vision for the photoshoots like it’s no big deal?”

“You’re saying all of that like it’s a bad thing?—”

“Because you don’t want me!” he yelled out. “Because you don’t want to keep me! Because you’re the most romantic man I think I’ve ever met in my whole life, and I’m going to be comparing other people to you forever and no one’s going to measure up.”

Leo brought his hands to his face, covering it completely. “I don’t think I know how to be just another one of your hook ups, Jacob. But you make me want so much more. I mean, fuck. Do you know how embarrassing this is? Even tonight, it’s obvious all you want is to have a good time and I’m ruining it because I feel things?—”

“What do you feel?” I asked, placing my hands on his waist, pulling him close to me. “Use your words.”

“I don’t want to.” Leo looked up at me now, a pleading expression behind his eyes. “Please. Don’t make me. I don’t know if I’ll be able to take it.”

“Do you even know what it’d be like?”

“What?”

“Being mine,” I replied. “I’m a Dom, Leo. That’s never going to change. You’d have to be okay being submissive to me, all the time. Being together this week was just a small taste of it.”

“I don’t care about that.” Leo shook his head. “I… I like being submissive to you. I like letting you lead.”

“Have you ever been spanked before?”

“No.”

“Have you ever worn a collar?”

“No.”

“How do you feel about calling mesir?”

“Is that what you want me to call you,sir?” Leo’s eyes were locked on mine. “Because I’ll do whatever you say?—”

I cut off Leo’s response with a deep kiss, pressing his back against the nearest wall. I groaned against our kiss as I felt Leo’s cock already coming to life inside his pants, his bulge shamelessly straining against me. I reached a hand between us, my palm running over the bulge through his pants, loving the way his cock throbbed against my skin.

“Fuck. Look at you,” I groaned again. “How are you this hard for me already, baby?”

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