Page 76 of Puppy on a Leash

“Green, Sir.”

Usually when I gave a D-type the green light, they rushed to do—or continue doing—something. Tony just kept watching me. The steel in his gaze softened a bit, but that was the only change I could see.

It unnerved me.

“What do you truly want?”

“W-what?”

Fuck.

For fuck’s sake, I didnotstammer.

I didn’t do it in front of an audience, either.

“Come here.”

Huh?

I was going to get whiplash after this. Why was I actually obeying? I had no idea. It wasn’t even that I was obeying, subtly stretching before going to him. I couldn’t take my eyes off him while I did it.

There weren’t any mirrors in this room, but I knew I had to look a mess. Tony appeared just as unperturbed and in control as he had back when we met earlier. I really didn’t like him when he was all polished and confident.

Well, I liked it.

I just liked it more when, despite that confidence, I could see the way I affected him. I liked throwing him off, keeping him on his toes.

I preferred him the way he was that first time I stormed into his house, half panicked and not sure what he was doing, fighting for every inch I eventually gave him while having to make peace with the fact that it was me provoking him causing all those reactions.

The realization was all I needed. I’d have to think more about what it meant, but for now, it gave me that tendril of smugness I needed to get on his level.

“Why don’t you believe me?” I asked while leaning forward, making myself as tall as I could while on my knees between his legs.

Tony narrowed his eyes. I smirked. That was more like it.

“You sure you want to play with fire, pup?”

I stood straighter, my breath hitching. I’d thought it would take him longer to recover, to hold the reins again.

I wasn’t complaining. No idea why, but I didn’t care to question it too much when Tony was right here, begging to be played with until he…

Until he consumed me.

I really had it bad.

“Is that a threat or a promise?”

For a second, he didn’t respond. He didn’t waver, either, his eyes on me the entire time. He had me trapped with that stare of his. That was how I noticed the minute head shake he gave before he tucked my chin up.

“I’ll give you another chance, pup,” Tony said, his tone leaving no room for games. “What do you truly want?”

That question again?

I swallowed.

I—

“You.”

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