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“Let me worry about my leg.” He tugged her back against his side. “You’re avoiding the question. Was there something about the scene you didn’t care for?”

“No. There wasn’t anything you did I didn’t like.” That was the truth. She’d loved it all. And she’d wanted more. That’s the part that had her feeling the guiltiest. If he’d wanted to have sex with her tonight she would have let him.

Alexander knew there was something she wasn’t telling him. “But?”

She glanced down at her hands where they rested in her lap. Honesty. “You didn’t touch me.”

When he didn’t respond, she looked up. He appeared to be amused.

“What?” she asked, confused.

“I used a crop on you and shoved a dildo inside your pussy.”

At that moment, she wanted to crawl under the covers. She’d never been good at talking about this stuff and Alexander wasn’t mincing words. “I know.”

He placed a finger under her chin and forced her to meet his gaze. “But you wanted my hands on you.”

She nodded.

Alexander cupped the side of her face, his fingers tickling the hairs at the base of her neck. He leaned in closer. She could feel his breath on her face. Was he going to kiss her?

“There are so many things I want to do to you, Grace. So many ways I want to touch you. But tonight wasn’t about that. Tonight was about you letting go of your fears and realizing that you are still a woman who has needs, wants, and desires. A woman that needed to see that she could let go again and trust that I would catch her.”

Grace felt the moisture prick her eyes and tried to hold back the tears. He’d seen her cry enough already.

He pressed his soft lips against hers for a brief moment before pulling back. “You need a bath, and then bed. You have work tomorrow.”

Without waiting for her to reply, he eased himself out of her bed. He held out his hand for her and she took it. The blanket fell away, leaving her naked in front of him.

Alexander didn’t even pretend he wasn’t looking. His gaze lingered on her breasts before he headed lower. If she’d ever wondered if he was attracted to her, she now had her answer. The look in his eyes told her everything she needed to know.

For a second, she thought he was going to kiss her again, but then he turned and led her into her bathroom. Grace had to admit she was disappointed. She’d wanted him to kiss her.

He drew her a bath and helped her into the tub. “Relax and enjoy your bath then get some sleep. I’ll make sure the house is locked up when I leave.”

She wasn’t sure why, but she’d been hoping he’d stay. It was silly. They both had work tomorrow and he had no clothes there. Plus, it wasn’t as if he was her boyfriend or anything. They weren’t dating. He was her Dom. It was an arrangement.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” She tried to smile, but it must have fallen flat because his frown was back.

“This doesn’t work if you lie to me.”

“I’m not.” His skeptical look had her backtracking. “I’m just not used to this kind of... arrangement.”

He leaned back again the doorframe and crossed his arms over his chest. “What kind of arrangement is that?”

“You being my Dom. Me being your submissive.”

“You’ve had a Dom before,” he said, obviously not understanding what she was getting at.

“Yes, but I was married to him.” She sighed, frustrated that she was having trouble explaining herself. “We were... I mean... it was just different, I guess.”

Alexander took a moment before answering. “Grace, I’m not sure what you think this arrangement is or isn’t, but maybe I need to spell it out for you. As my submissive, you belong to me. And as your Dom, I belong to you.”

Grace nodded. She knew that.

But he didn’t stop there. “I won’t be playing with anyone else while we’re together. I won’t be dating anyone else either.”

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