Page 77 of His Captive Pet

Blake nuzzled her neck. “He’ll be okay. He’s right, he can’t hide behind me all his life. It’s time he does his own thing.”

Aubree turned around in his arms and smiled. “Look at you starting to let go of some power.”

“Only with him, sweetheart.” He kissed the tip of her nose.

“Are you saying that you’re in control around here?” She gave him a mocking grin, and he wanted to flatten her on her back and fuck her senseless again.

“I’m saying I hold the leash, and what do you do? My sweetheart, my pet, my love?”

“All those things?”

“Every one of them. Now answer me. I hold the leash, what do you do?”

“I wear the collar.”

“Damn right.”

The End