Just For You, Sir (Doms of Decadence 1)

“And that is why we’re going to make a little game of this.” He stood, grinning down at her. “I want you to strip and sit back against the headboard.”

“What? Why?” she asked in surprise.

“Now, Jacey,” he said in his Dom voice. She immediately followed his order. Jacey was slowly coming to embrace her submissive side more and more. Her trust in him, in their relationship was growing stronger each day.

Derrick walked over to the wardrobe where he kept some of his toys in a locked box.

“What are you doing?” she asked and he glanced over his shoulder to find her reclining back against the headboard, completely naked.

“I’m getting some toys. Want to see?”

She hesitated for a moment then nodded. He picked up the box then brought it over to the bed.

“I wondered what you kept in here,” Jacey admitted.

“Been peeking?”

She blushed. “Maybe.”

Derrick shook his head while she grinned at him.

“Show me, please,” she said.

He unlocked the box and drew each item out, handing them to her. He watched her reactions carefully. Excitement flared in her eyes as he handed her the cuffs and rope he was going to use to tie her to the bed. The silken, red blindfold came next. Her breathing quickened.

He drew out a vibrator with an attached clit tickler.

Jacey wrinkled her nose, keeping her hands on her lap.

Derrick raised a brow. “You don’t want me to use this on you?”

“How many other women have you used it on?”

He chuckled. “No one, beautiful girl. It’s brand new, bought just for you. I bought it as the same time that I bought this.” He drew out a slim anal plug.

Her eyes widened as he handed her both the vibrator and the plug. The last thing he grabbed was a bottle of lube before he went to close the lid on the box.

“Wait, what else do you have in there?” she asked.

“Nothing you’re ready for.”

“I want to see,” she said stubbornly.

“No.”

“Derrick, please,” she said, laying her hand on his. “I’m tired of being afraid. Show me.”

“All right.” He drew out a soft flogger and drew it over the smooth skin of her stomach. She sucked in her breath before relaxing as he just ran it over her skin in gentle circles.

“What else?” she asked.

He didn’t keep a lot of toys at his home, preferring to do most of his playing at the club. But there was one more item left, a wooden paddle.

“Seriously? A paddle. Ouch. No way are you ever using that on me.”

Derrick put the paddle and the flogger back. “Not yet, anyway.”

He placed the box on the floor, safely out of the way before turning back to her.