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ball gag, he’d almost blown it. She had asked him to padlock it into place. Obviously, she was turned on by it. When would he learn his subbie needed a firm hand? He’d barely dodged that bullet. There was no way, through careless handling, was he going to send her over the edge. She took his challenges very seriously.
    Her breath rushed from her lungs signaling her arousal had spiked. Close. She was so damned close.
    “Once more Angel. Take a deep breath and exhale at my cue.” Needing both hands to remove the clamp without jerking unduly on her tender, sensitive flesh, he only had his mouth available to redirect her attention. “Now,” he commanded. He felt her intake of air. She was as ready as she was ever going to be. Swinging his head slightly to the side, he bit her other thigh. Not enough to break the skin, but slight impressions were visible.
    “Nick, you can’t leave me hanging.” She thrust her pussy toward him. “I need you inside me.”
    Nick’s hand landed hard where her thigh met her ass cheek. “I need you inside me, Sir.” He tsked, “Such disrespect!”
    “I’m sorry, Sir. I just can’t think straight when I’m so close. My brain shuts down when my erogenous zones are lit up like the Vegas strip.”
    “Don’t worry, Angel, I have the perfect discipline to help you keep your focus. Put your shoes back on and let’s head down to the basement.”
    Again, Nick kept Laura in front of him. Watching her negotiate the stairs in those fuck-me pumps was a heady turn-on. “Keep your hands at your sides. I don’t want my view impeded.”
    That it was so hard for her to walk naked through the house, made it a special gift. They had plenty of property surrounding their home. It was highly unlikely anyone could see her.
    “What are you thinking? I see those wheels spinning.” He tried to keep the amusement from his voice. While he had a good idea, it was important to keep pushing her comfort zone.
    “It feels naughty to walk around the house nude.”
    Hmm, she sure replied quickly. Too quickly, in fact. There was something else going on here. She was far from comfortable sharing her thoughts and feelings. He hoped someday it would be second nature, but they weren’t there yet. “And…”
    At the bottom of the stairs she stopped, turned and looked up at him. “And, it makes me wet.” Laura exhaled.
    Frustrated? Resigned? Reading her body language, he knew there was more. His shit-eating grin felt good. God, he loved Laura. She was such a challenge. “And what do you think about that?”
    He could just imagine the mental handstands Laura was doing in her head right now. On their weekend getaway, she‘d become embarrassed when he found her wet. At the hotel, she kept trying to duck into the restroom and clean up before he touched her. Silly woman! Arousing her was his number one goal in life.
    “I think you want me to feel sexy.” Her head was bent slightly downward and away from him.
    What else was she trying to hide? “Yes, Angel, I do. But that didn’t answer the question.” He watched her shoulders flinch. Yes, he’d nailed it. “How do you feel about being wet?”
    Although Nick loved the ‘hand caught in the cookie jar’ look, it was imperative she communicate with him.
    “Answer me, Angel. This isn’t supposed to be a rehearsed speech. When your Dom asks you a question, you respond immediately. I want the truth, not some edited version you think will make me happy.”
    Laura dropped her eyes to the floor. The perfect submissive. “Messy, Sir. I feel messy.”
    Nick wasn’t fooled. They were getting closer to the truth, but she was still holding back a little. “Messy? I suppose you’d like to clean up. I know how messes offend you.”
    A weary expression danced across her face. “Well, personal hygiene is important.”
    Nick wrapped his fist in her hair and gave it a good solid pull. “That was stating a fact, not an answer to my question.”
    “Sorry, Sir. Yes, I