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“They’re fine,” she says, her voice soft as she shakes them out.

“Good,” I murmur before lifting her into my arms and carrying her over to my large office chair.

I set her onto my lap, tugging the neckline of her dress back up so she’s decent. Aftercare is incredibly important.

“Did I—did I do a good job?” she whispers, blinking up at me.

“You did beautifully, Honey. You were divine.”

“Thats a real fancy word considering what you were doing to me,” she giggles.

“I mean it,” I huff, reaching for the tissues I keep in one of my drawers to help clean her up.

While I like the idea of her walking around with my cum dripping down her thighs, I also know that she’ll feel vulnerable enough as is, considering I ruined her panties by shoving them in her mouth.

“Did you also mean what you said earlier?”

I freeze, my hand between her thighs.

“About?”

“Look who’s playing dumb now. I’m asking about the—the love thing. I know you didn’t exactly say you loved me, but I⁠—”

“I do,” I say, meeting her gaze and refusing to look away first. “Love you, that is. I know it’s early, and I know you’re still recovering from your ordeal, so I don’t expect an answer⁠—”

“I love you too,” she says, her expression melting into a warm smile. “You know, I didn’t expect you to be the first to say it. Guess my pussy is magic.”

“Such a filthy mouth on you.” I roll my eyes as I continue to clean her up, warmth blooming in my chest.

“You like it.”

“I do,” I concede before pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Now, I have a little bit of work to do before I take you out to dinner.”

“You were serious about that? But—but I don’t have any underwear.”

“And?” I ask, raising a single brow. “You’ll just have to act ladylike so no one sees what’s mine. Hopefully that isn’t too hard, considering that filthy mouth of yours.”

“Shut up,” she laughs, shoving at my chest.

I’m glad I got to spend the day with her. The part of myself that’s been spiraling for weeks—the one desperate for control—finally seems to have settled, after she gave me the gift of her submission.

“Thank you, Honey,” I murmur. “For everything.”

She tilts her head, blinking up at me.

“Sure,” she shrugs. “Not like I had to do a whole lot, with you in charge.”

I open my mouth to explain the weight and significance of her role in our newly established dynamic, but no words come out.

“Never change,” I chuckle, pulling her more tightly into my chest.

CHAPTER 24

Andi

“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” Beck asks, his brows drawing down in concern.

“I’ll be fine,” I say, offering him a reassuring smile. I push his shoulder gently, and he sighs.