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“Breathe,” I said.

Bit by bit, I slowly got the plug past his resistance, and he let out a choked moan when I slipped it fully in.

I lightly tugged at the base of the plug and ran my other hand over his skin. I touched his ass, his thighs, and then I rubbed him through the cage.

“Please,” he whispered as I kept tormenting him.

“What did you say?” I stopped touching him.

“I’ll tell you what you want to know. Just please let me—”

“You know what? It’s a little too late. I don’t care anymore.” I got to my feet and slipped out of the room, making sure no one saw anything.

“Stay outside,” I said to the guards. “Don’t go in.”

They gave me a nod.

I strolled to my room.

I’d discovered something today.

I loved making Luca frustrated.

I loved owning him and his pleasure.

He loved it too.

Chapter 11

MY SHOWER TOOK LONGERthan I’d expected because I just couldn’t stop thinking about Luca and the way I’d left him. I’d pictured that image in my mind so much that I’d lost count of the number of times I’d made myself come.

When I was on my way back to his room, I ran into Rafael.

“Did Luca tell you what happened?” he asked.

“Not really.” But I was actually glad about it.