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In the afterglow, she thought she d never get her fill of the way he cradled her to
him, kept her near him, refusing to allow even the slightest space between them. When
he felt the chill bumps on her arms, he drew the coverlet over her in the dark, not feeling
the cold himself in the least.
Her hands had grabbed for him compulsively.  You re not leaving me, are you?
she asked, hoping she didn t sound as desperate to him as she did to her own ears.
 Oh, no, he growled possessively.  You thought I was annoying before. You re
going to have a hell of a time trying to get rid of me now.
Sugar didn t find that a bad prospect at all.
He made love to her twice more that night, although not always in the same
manner, ever careful of her novice status, trying to make sure he didn t aggravate her
condition. Just before dawn, however, he allowed himself a second, full taste of her, in
all of the various possible meanings of that word. When they were lying again, exhausted
in each other s arms, he pulled out a box, from where she didn t know, and held it up to
her.
She could just barely see the long dark velvet box in the dim light of dawn.
 What is it? she asked, not sure if she was relieved that it wasn t an engagement ring or
not.
 Open it and find out, silly.
For once, she was more than content to do as he ordered.. Inside the box was a
beautiful chain of what she thought was silver, with a gorgeous, dainty heart locket
pendant that, when she hefted it she realized was solid.  It s beautiful! Thank you.
 Do you understand the significance of it? he asked.
It was Sugar s turn to raise an eyebrow at him. She was not one to miss the
emotional significance of a piece of jewelry, but he had her here.
 No, she said cautiously, drawing the word out,  I don t believe I do.
Cash sat up, completely unconcerned at his nakedness, and faced her.  It s a
collar. For all intents and purposes, you ve been submitting to me since you turned
eighteen and agreed to live here voluntarily under my rules, he caught her eye as he
added,  and allowing me to spank you pretty harshly when you didn t obey them. She
colored prettily, all over, when she blushed like that.
 But this would make it more official. You would be wearing my collar.
He didn t know what kind of response he d been expecting, but her
underwhelming look wasn t it.  Just how many other women wear your collar? She d
explored bdsm online a bit, and knew that few Masters were truly exclusive, and that
most men who called themselves Masters were just playing at it, at best.
Truly taken aback at her question, he answered immediately and truthfully.  No
one. Ever. Haven t you noticed, Sugar?
 Noticed what?
Cash sighed. Sometimes she could be woefully oblivious.  How many dates
have I been on since you ve known me?
This should be easy. He was a hot stud in her book and in the books of nearly
every woman who d ever been within a nine-mile radius of him. There had to have been
a zillion of them. She just couldn t bring them to mind right now.
 Well, there was . . . But she couldn t come up with one name. Not one, no
matter how she wracked her brain.
She found her chin in his hand.  I don t want you to feel pressured or forced
about this at all. I ll do my best to keep my hands to myself while you re deciding,
although I m not making any promises. He managed to look both sheepish and bold at
the same time, somehow.  Keep the necklace, and bring it to me when you decide what
you want. I want to put it on you. He bent down and kissed her deeply, then tucked her
into bed.  You ve been up all night, and you should get some sleep. Sugar felt him kiss
her forehead lightly, then he closed her bedroom door and left, and she was still clutching
both the box and the necklace.
The man was annoyingly sure about the outcome, despite the fact that he d told
her he d let her make up her own mind.
The problem was that he d been right . . .
 Sugar. Sugar. Wake up, Sugar.
Someone, who was in her dream but not in her dream now was shaking her and
calling her name.
 Sugar. Louder and more demanding this time. It could only be Cash.  Wake
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