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moaned.
    “Safe word?” he snapped.
    “Red light.” She met his gaze. “I’m yours, sir.”
    “Good girl.” Jordy tossed the coat onto the bed, then opened
the bag of toys he’d bought her after their first time sleeping together. “Untie
the top of your dress.”
    Any other time she might have balked, but this time Allyson
did as told. She unknotted the tie for her halter dress. The bodice slipped
away from her breasts, revealing the upper half of her body. His mouth watered
as he slid his gaze over her. The glint of gold caught his attention. He knew
about the ring in her right nipple, but now she had a matching ring in her left
nipple.
    “How long?” he blurted. The last time they’d slept together
had been back in the beginning of November, but he knew she’d only had one
piercing then.
    “Right after we last played—in November.” She toyed with the
loose straps of her dress. “I wanted a set, so I did it and it’s healed more or
less—just be careful with it.”
    “I see.” He loved what he saw and how she continued to keep
him on his toes. He rummaged until he located the items he wanted. He rolled
the chilly metal in his fingers. He glanced down at the chain. Gold? They’d
used a silver one before. Had she added to the bag? “What’s this?”
    “It’s one of your presents.” She pressed her lips together
and glanced up at him. “Merry Christmas?”
    He inspected the ends of the chain. A lock adorned each end
connected to a second chain. He’d seen some like this particular model, but
hesitated getting her something with a collar. Just as she’d surprised him with
the trip idea, she knocked him for a loop with the nipple chain/collar
combination. She removed her Santa hat and stood tall, thrusting her breasts
toward him.
    He stared into her eyes. They’d played a few times, but he
hadn’t been ready to take their relationship to the next level. A collar
certainly meant more than causal play, but this one looked like a regular
necklace otherwise. God, she was smart. She’d figured out long ago what he
should’ve known all along—he loved her and wanted her for his own.
    He marveled at her choice to present him with the collar for
her. He wasn’t sure there was a requisite for a perfect or normal Dom/sub
couple, but he knew they weren’t normal. The sub wasn’t supposed to select the
collar, but he’d been foolish and dragged his feet. She’d kept him honest and
forced him to see what he knew in his heart.
    No way he’d let her go now.
    “Thank you.” He draped the longer chain around her neck and
secured the back with the tiny lock. The free ends dangled over her breasts. He
snicked the other two locks into place on her nipple rings and stood back to
admire his work. “Beautiful.” He curled his fingers under her chin again. “You
knew what you wanted, didn’t you?”
    “Yes, sir.” Her gaze didn’t waver. “You.”
    “Good girl.” Jordy arranged the bodice of her dress back
over her chest and secured the ties. No one would see anything unless he gave
permission and he sure as hell wasn’t sharing his Christmas present. He kissed
her neck, then bit her earlobe. “You belong to me. All mine.”
    “Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.”
    He dragged his nose along her throat. “Turn around and bend
over. Hands flat on the bed.”
    Allyson glanced up at him for a moment, then did as told.
She waved her ass at him.
    “Taunting me?” He swatted her rump. “Well?” When she didn’t answer,
he slapped her butt twice, leaving a handprint.
    “Sorry, sir. Yes, sir. I’ve been bad so I can earn
punishment.”
    “You’ll get it, bad girl.” He shoved the hem of her dress
over her hips, revealing her ass. For a split second, he didn’t see the thin
strip of fabric between her ass cheeks. A thong? Fuck yeah. He slipped his
finger under the silk. “I want this off.”
    “Yes, sir.” She pressed her cheek to the bedding and eased
the thong down her hips. The tiny scrap of