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She sucked in a sharp breath. ‘You want me to...’ She stopped.

And right before my eyes, her gaze sharpened, her features tightening with calculating purpose.

Purpose that wouldn’t be denied.

‘For starters, you know I would never allow a sub to address me that way. Don’t you?’ Soft,

menacing words that pounded the locked door to my soul ajar, demanding entry, demanding a glimpse

of what lay beyond it.

I knew the moment she saw it. Her nostrils flared, her lips parting for just a second before she

pulled the reins of the control tight.

‘Yes.’

‘And you are a sub,’ she breathed. ‘One who’s yearning to find his freedom in surrender in a way

he hasn’t for...a while. Aren’t you, Jensen?’ It wasn’t really a question. It was a searing

acknowledgement.

Something shifted inside me. Something wild and elemental.

A key finding a lock.

Turning. Turning. Turning.

I couldn’t halt my response.

‘Yes,min elskerinde.’

CHAPTER FIVE

FIRE BLAZED IN her eyes at my answer, the flames raging as she continued to stare me down. ‘How

long?’

Flashes of shame and regret tore through me. ‘Not as long as I’ve wanted to.’

‘What does that mean? Explain yourself clearly to me.’

Shit, was I really doing this? Letting her open that door wider when I needed to be more

circumspect? Graciela wouldn’t be the first woman to profess she understood what I needed when

she didn’t have the first clue.

Case in point—Stephanie. First-class liar and con artist. She’d taken my trust and warped it

without second thought to progress her career. Had been prepared to go even as far asmarriage.

While I’d once upon a time made allowances because I was finding my own feet, I wasn’t prepared

to do so any more. Submitting to a worthy Domme for a night, or for however long we both wanted,

wasn’t something to frivolously toss around. I wanted a woman who knew what she was doing in the

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