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She nodded right away. "It was overwhelming sometimes."

"Did any of them bother you or ask you to go with them?"

"No. Raven forced them away. Or you that time…"

"Right. If you walked in there today and showed them this…" I tapped the bracelet encircling her wrist. "They would know you belonged to me. Eventually, once they realized you were mine, they wouldn't approach you. They would approach me and ask to share."

"Would you share me?" She smiled, wagging her brows at me teasingly.

I chuckled and shook my head. "Nope. Not unless you wanted to be shared. That part is up to you."

"I don't think I'd want that." She leaned against me then poked around at the delivery app. "You and Sami co-Domme? Is that what it's called?"

"We have, yes." I kissed her shoulder when she showed me the menu of her favorite breakfast place. I tapped what I wanted, and she smiled.

"What's that like?"

"Lots of sultry tones, double ass-smacks, some toys. It depends. Sami's girls usually like bondage, spanking, and a few other things. Marley is her favorite because she likes to scene but doesn't live the lifestyle all the time. Similar to you and me in a way. Like when we're fucking, we're totally in it, but we can leave the scene behind at any time. Marley does the scene, tumbles into subspace for a while, then she's her usual perky self after."

"Subspace." She said the word thoughtfully. "Is that what you do to me?"

"Yes, honey." I tucked her hair behind her ear, and she met my gaze. "Especially after spankings, but you get there most of the time when we have sex because of the intensity."

"I want it all the time." She gulped. "Like all the time."

"I know." I smirked and stroked her chin with my knuckle. "I do, too. Just watching you, knowing when you get there is…everything."

"Getting there is everything. It's like nothing else matters. Just…you and me." She leaned her head against mine. "Just you and me."

"What else do you feel when you're there, baby?" I tucked her hair behind her ears after she sent off our delivery order.

She set my phone on the table then draped her arms over my shoulders. "Nothing and everything. Like I'm floating or drifting, and kind of like my orgasm lasted an hour. So sleepy and emotional, but not in a bad way."

"I love hearing you talk about how you feel." I kissed her cheek while caressing her sides. "And I'm glad I can help get you there."

"You do. You're the only one." She chuckled suddenly. "You get my body to do things that no one else ever has. Even from the very beginning. That first time…"

"Right in this apartment, in my bed." I laughed and nipped her chin. "On Superbowl Sunday."

"Let me tell you…that night was absolutely super." She snickered and toyed with my curls like always, tugging them and releasing them to spring back. "It was one of the best nights of my life. Did you know?"

"I did not." I doted on her, stroking her hair, and touching her wherever I saw fit. In her calmer, happier moments, I reveled in the way we accessed each other's bodies without having to worry. "But honestly, Nor, it was one of the best nights of my life, too. I liked you for a long time. Being your friend was a gift every day, and I'd never change any of that."

"Me either." She smiled suddenly while fiddling with the collar of my unbuttoned shirt. "Remember when I was like barely twenty-eight, and you pulled me out of the line of fire at that shipyard?"

"I fucking remember that, yes. Scary as fuck." I gave her hand a squeeze when my mind flashed to that moment.

"If it was Roderick, would you have saved his life?" Her eyes twinkled with mischief when she asked and so I tickled her sides enough to make her squeal.

"Nope. He's annoying. I would've let him get holey."

Nora cackled while squirming around in my lap. "Car!"

I snickered and grabbed her in a rough hug, tipping her sideways off the chair while kissing her cheek. "Love when you shout my name, sexy."

We played around like that for a little while, with me tickling and kissing her all over. Her yipping squeaks continued, her face bright red with both her amusement and the positions I held her in until a knock at the door interrupted us.

"Pancakes." She sat up with me, grinning from ear to ear. "Get the strap."