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MEGAN
As it turned out, controlling Hayes in bed last night had been just as fun as having him take charge.
I strongly suspected he’d let me win, but he had allowed me to handcuff him to the bedpost and tease him with my mouth and hands until I thought he’d tear the bed apart to get on top of me. Only then did I climb over him and ride to my heart’s content.
I’d loved it, but I suspected there would be retribution tonight, and I had to say, I was looking forward to it. Hayes in charge was a beautiful thing to receive.
Damn, the guy was definitely growing on me, despite my effort to keep it as casual as it could possibly be. There was nothing about him I didn’t like. He pushed but respected. Was steadfast in his pursuit of me but honored all my boundaries.
Basically, he was a stand
