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Sighing, I nodded. “That’s probably the best idea. My self-control is questionable in the morning.”

That was how he’d ended up at my place before breakfast.

And how I’d ended up in the cage.

Master chuckled as he nodded. “Yes, I can see that. But it’ll be worth it.”

Before I could make sure of that, he squeezed my ass and nibbled right by my neck. “I’ll spank you tomorrow night and I’ll give you the best caged orgasm…then I’ll decide if I should leave you in it one more night.”

Evil.

I’d called it.

“You’re kind of evil, Master.”

His romantic sigh said he was also insane, but that might’ve been why he put up with so much ridiculousness from me, so I decided not to complain about that point.

“Thank you, sweet boy.” He gave me another kiss before patting my ass in alet’s shift things upkind of way that made me want to pout. “Lunchtime for you, cutie. Then I need to get a little bit of work done as long as you don’t mind?”

I shook my head, not realizing I should’ve double-checked his schedule before begging for his attention earlier. “Did I interrupt your plans, Master?”

“No.” His sigh sounded like I should’ve let it out while pouting, so I sat up and frowned at him. “It’s nothing. I just took the weekend off because I was supposed to be seeing my family, but they decided to take a last-minute trip and forgot about Thanksgiving.”

That sucked.

“I’m sorry.” It was my turn to give him a hug. “I didn’t realize that or I’d have said to come over to Malcolm’s place for Thanksgiving.”

My parents were divorced and bitter, and I avoided them both on most holidays.

Master shrugged. “It’s okay. It all fell apart last minute, so I went to one of my roommate’s parents’ house. They don’t live far and I’ve met them enough that it wasn’t weird.”

Still.

“Well, you’ll have plans for Christmas now no matter what.” I just had to figure out what to get him. “And if you confess to being my Secret Santa, I’ll get you something very special.”

Master laughed. “No, I know the rules. No guessing before the party next week.”

Shoot.

“Don’t tattle on me.” Master had a very sneaky look. “I’ll be good.”

A bribe.

I needed a bribe.

“I have a good surprise for you later when you’re studying, Master.” Yes. I’d figure out something. “But I won’t be able to do it if I’m worried about being tattled on.”

That was logical, right?

It had to sound reasonable while I figured out what my bribe was going to be.

Master nodded and looked curious.

Yes!

“Alright. You have my attention and a promise not to tattle as long as it’s a good surprise.” He cocked his head and studied me before kissing my nose. “But it’s not going to get you clothes because I’m enjoying having you nearly naked for me.”

Ugh.

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