Brenda
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“Fine.” I tipped my chin even higher. “I’ll
Play your game. Be your slave.” With three more steps, I closed the space between us.
So close that I could hear his breathing.
“I’ll do whatever you want.” I continued. “But when it’s over we make another deal. My deal. And if I win you become my slave.”
Folding his hands, Tommy smiled—smug, lazy. “Gladly.”
“Good.” I nodded.
His eyes meandered over me, slowly trailing from my head to my toes. My fingers twitched by my side as my skin flushed hot.
“So.” I drawled, stopping myself from rocking. “What do you want me to do first?” I forced out the words.
He stared at me as though he was waiting for something else.
“What?”
“You forgot to add master,” Tommy said.
My stomach twisted.
I rolled my eyes and c****d my hips. “W
