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She’d never been with anyone this thoughtful, this erotic.
“Gregorio…”
He kissed her, and she tasted her satisfaction on him.
She closed her eyes, wanting this evening to last forever.
“Don’t think I’m done with you, Sasha. We haven’t even started yet.”
Stunned, she blinked her eyes open.
“I’m giving you a few minutes to relax and recover. Before.”
“Before?” she asked, confused. “Before what?”
“This…”
Chapter Fifteen
Gregorio picked up one of the leather straps he’d brought into the room earlier.
“What is it?” She frowned a little.
“A collar,” he explained.
Her mouth dried.
“So that I can attach you to my leash.”
Heaven above. This couldn’t be possible. When he’d mentioned a collar and leash earlier, she’d hoped he was joking.
“Lift your head for me and ask me to put it on.”
She clamped her lips together and glared. With one of his wickedly evil grins, he leaned in, putting his face mere inches from hers, filling her vision with his determination.
“You’ve already had a taste of what happens when you push me, little Petal. Are you sure you want to defy me?”
Unless she used a safe word, that thing was going around her neck. Why did it scare her so much? In all ways, she had already become his. What was another symbol?
But it was a meaningful one.
At the adult store, she had seen all kinds of different choices, from plain collars like this one to decorative silk to rigid steel that locked in place. This was made from some type of leather, and it was meant to be sturdy, rather than silky and feminine. Maybe she should thank her lucky stars that it wasn’t metal, heavy and unyielding.
“I’m waiting.”
As best as she could with her wrists still secured to the outside of her knees, she did as he said.
Within seconds, he had it clicked into place, and her breathing sped up. It was symbolic, she reassured herself. Nothing more.
But she knew better.
He’d put it on for a reason—as a mark of his ownership.
He traced her throat above it and below it, then he outlined her collarbone. “I may never let you take it off.”
Her insides plummeted.
He couldn’t mean that.