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The vibration on my clitwas relentless, and pinned as I was, I couldn’t escape it. Thethrill of being restrained intoxicated me. I gasped for breath,everything but basic functions in my brain shutting down as I racedtoward another climax.“When we have moretime,”he’d promised, he would tie me up.He would bind me and force me to experience this kind of pleasure.And I would be at his mercy.

I would always be at hismercy.

He pushed the tip of theplug deeper, twisting and withdrawing, never all the way, going alittle farther every time. When I tensed, nearly ready to tip overthe edge, he gave my butt a light smack and ordered,“Relax.”

I wasn’t sure how I wassupposed to do that and come at the same time, and that wasprobably why he’d issued the order in the first place. I breathed,forced myself to unclench from the toes up, convinced I wouldn’treach my climax, after all. I did, though, and without tensing upmy muscles, the pleasure went on longer and longer, buildingwithout me having to strive for it, crashing down on me in wavesthat seemed never-ending.

All the while, he worked the plugdeeper, stretched me further, until a sting of pain pulled me frommy orgasmic haze and the widest part of the toy popped inside. Ilet out an involuntary grunt of surprise, and helaughed.

“I toldyou that you could take it all.” His smirk was audible. He releasedmy hands and I pushed myself up, panting, desperate to get awayfrom the vibrator. I got to my feet and he steadied me with hishands on my shoulders. After a long moment surveying my face, hesaid, “Wow. That setting sprayisgood.”

I gave him a little shove.“You just ate ass. Go brush your teeth.”

He laughed but did as I’dcommanded while I put on the rest of my birthday costume. Pickingup the bra, I shook my head and said under my breath, “Matt, youare the only man I would wear something this ridiculousfor.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

(Matthew)

The castle walls were litup in red, as usual, but tonight clusters of red balloons bobbedfrom every fence post. I cringed at that.

“Let grounds know that if asingle one of those balloons, if a single piece of one of them goesmissing? It’s their ass,” I told the driver of our cart. “We’re toogoddamn close to the ocean for this nonsense.”

“Yes sir,” he said with anod, and I knew that, within minutes, all of the outdoordecorations would be inside.

“You’re serious about theenvironment for a guy who’s into developing property,” Charlottemused.

“Look, I try to mitigate myimpact as much as possible. Frivolous stuff like this?” I shook myhead and scoffed. “Anyway, why are you giving me shit? It’s mybirthday.”

She leaned up and kissed mycheek.

We pulled to a stop beneaththe porte cochere, and I helped her down. A few members on thestairs greeted us with cheers and birthday greetings, and I smiledand nodded at everyone, thanked them for coming, but my attentionwas consumed entirely by Charlotte.

She looked adorable andridiculous in her pink bows and the ultrahigh heels she’d chosen towear. They were black, like the filigree earrings and necklaceshe’d added to complete the ensemble.

“Have I mentioned yet thatyou look incredible?” I murmured, for her ears only, as we walkedthrough the front doors.

“About seventy times. But Ilike hearing it.” She beamed up at me. “What’s first?”

Having a woman with me whowas sexually adventurous—though equipped with far more stamina—wasexhilarating and reassuring, but extremely terrifying. “Come withme to my favorite rooms? We’ll do a lap and see what interests usbefore fully committing. Although, I do have to make an appearanceat my official party.”

“Should we go there first?”Charlotte asked. “I don’t want to be rude to yourguests.”

A long, high-pitched squeal issued fromsomewhere in the busy lobby.

“I think my guests areentertaining themselves at the moment,” I assured her.

In fact, I was counting on it. Beingthe center of attention was fun but exhausting. Plus, I planned tobe somewhat distracted by the woman at my side.

“Let’s see what’s happeningin the casino, shall we?” I led the way, and she leaned on me, alittle bit. I liked that. Yes, I had my cane, and balancing wasdifficult on my own, but I would accept some extra difficulty fromher. I could admit that I had an outdated and ableist mindset withregards to my new disability, as long as that meant I was allowedto shallowly enjoy the fact that she still saw me as strong andstable.

The casino was usuallycrowded, but with the influx of guests who’d arrived for the party,it was practically Monaco.

“It’s like Vegas in here,”Charlotte said.

“That too.” When I realizedshe looked up at me questioningly, I said, “I was thinking ofsomewhere else.”

“Ah.” She didn’t ask mewhere. “Is this where you were planning to share me?”

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