Bound To Him

“I don’t know,” Daniel said. “Maybe he’s right.”

He bent in and kissed the sensitive spot below her ear, misdirecting her attention as he took her plate of lasagna from her and set it aside.

“But I wasn’t done,” she pouted, no longer hungry for anything but him.

“Yes, you were.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Lay down on your back.”

“Very yes, sir.”

Daniel smiled down at her once she’d positioned herself on the plush rug by the fireplace.

“You could at least pretend to be intimidated.”

“No offense but I’ve had scarier gym teachers than you. And remember who I belong to,” she said, not really wanting to remember at just that moment. “He makes you look like a floppy-eared fluffy baby bunny.”

“Ouch. Not even an adult rabbit but a baby bunny.”

“Yup.” She reached up and grazed his cheek. He really was unnecessarily handsome.

“That bad, is he?”

Eleanor shook her head. “That good.”

Daniel laughed. “I keep forgetting who I’m dealing with. The Queen of Kink.”

“I’m a trained submissive. More like King’s Consort.