Page 74 of Crave Me

He didn’t make me wait long. I’d barely gotten my hands clasped behind me when I a door opened and closed from the hallway and his footsteps came near.

“Raise off your heels, Little One.” His command startled me, but I listened without hesitating. Simon didn’t say a word as he reached me, squatted down, and pressed a finger to my clit. “You’re still so wet, sub. How does your ass feel?”

“Full and needy, sir.”

“Perfect then. How was your lunch?”

“I enjoyed Gabby and Haley, sir. They’re very nice.”

His thumb pressed against my chin and he tilted my head. His eyes flickered back and forth between mine. “More secrets, sub?”

I chose the risk of punishment over honesty. No way was I ready to tell him I loved him, despite Gabby’s advice. With a cheeky grin, I answered, “A girl’s gotta have some, sir.”

His lips twitched and then flattened. He was dressed in a simple gray T-shirt, specks of chest hair barely visible from the V-neck. The shirt was tucked into worn and faded jeans, complete with a thick black belt. His hair was messed and his glasses askew like he’d tossed them on in a hurry to get to me. His fingers still on my chin, he removed his other hand from behind his back.

My jaw dropped.

“This is merely a play collar. When we’re together, you’ll wear it. I’ll leash you when I feel it necessary.” He squatted in front of me and my mouth went dry. He took the collar, a black leather band, which seemed pretty simple, perhaps an accessory if we were in public, and held it in front of me. “At some point, I expect your honesty on why you were thinking of Gabby and the collar and leash this morning. I’ll respect your time if you need it, but don’t hide or lie to me, understand?”

“Yes, sir.” My throat was so thick, I had to push the words out. Even then they were still hoarse.

My breath stalled as he reached behind me and clipped the collar to my neck. “Too tight?”

I swallowed, the weight of the leather settled against my throat, and shook my head. “No, sir. It’s fine.”

“Very well.” He clipped the leash to the collar and tugged me forward. I landed on my hands and knees. “Follow me at a distance, keeping the leash taught.” He pulled on it gently, getting my attention. “And when we get to the room, I expect to hear what you’ve chosen.”

“Thank you for allowing me to do so, sir.”

He grinned at me in a way that sent a shock straight to my pussy. “Beautiful, Little Bird. You are absolutely stunning.”

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