Chapter 182

“Please,” I whisper it so quietly, begging him to stop questioning, to take what I’m offering him. He surely understands my reasons. I close my eyes when he finally leans up, pulls one end of the strap, and slowly tugs it off my wrist. The material slides coldly and makes me shiver. My eyes on what he’s doing, I exhale, appeased that we are still going ahead even if a part of me dies a little inside. Like an idiot because I started this.

I’m antsy, and I can’t stand it anymore. I wait with bated breath for the dreaded feel of leather on my skin, but nothing happens. Anticipation makes me tetchy, heightening my senses to alarming levels, and I notice every noise and sensation.

Instead, the slide around my neck startles me, and I gulp in the air, jumping slightly, realising he might start by leashing me and tying me after he gets a makeshift collar on me. Many men like Alexi like to have you leashed and tied up for total control. I have endured it during some of the worst