Page 70 of Sweet Dominion

I laughed.

“By the way. . .” He licked his lips. “I’m not sharing you with the East.”

I stopped laughing and smiled. “Who said you would ever have to share me withanyone?”

A smirk spread across his face. “Is that right?”

“Yes. I’m yours. . .as long as you behave.”

“And if I’m naughty, will you punish me?”

“I’ll put you on timeout.”

“I would rather you sit on my face.”

“If that was your punishment, then you would be naughty all the time.”

“But I wouldn’t be hungry.”

“You can’t survive solely on my pussy.”

“I damn sure would like to try.” His gaze shifted, holding an intensity, a yearning that made my heartbeat stumble in its rhythm. There was no hiding from it—no pretending anymore. . .I was becoming utterly in love and obsessed with him.

And it wasn’t just that he was fine as fuck, but his love. . .so tender. . .so authentically pure. . .it had my heart, my soul spinning.

Damn. He’s got me so fucked up. If anything ever happened to us, I would never be the same.

Worry hit me. “Lei. . .”

“Yes, Moni?”

“Do youreallythink that you’re pussy whipped?”

“I don’t think it. Iknowit.”

I smirked. “Well. . .”

He quirked his brows.

“I think that I might be dick-whipped.”

“No.”

“I am.”

“You’re not.”

“I’m not?”

“Not at all.” He shook his head. “You’recock-whipped.”

I laughed some more. “Dick and cock are the same.”

“They’re not even close.”

“Yes. They are. They’re just names—”

“No. No. A dick is. . .let’s say it’s standard equipment for any man.”

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