After our session in the playroom, we sat in the study, where I did some work while she went over her homework and the contract. I told her that she must only sign it when she was sure, though I had no plans on letting her go ever. I wanted her to give herself over to me of her own free will.
Every once in a while, she’d ask me to explain or expound on something. My breath hitched when she walked over to my desk and casually took my Mont Blanc from its holder and, leaning over with her lips caught in her teeth, signed her name.
“I’m ready, Callan.”
Standing to my feet, I walked around the desk and, taking her beautiful face in my hands, kissed her. “Thank you, Kitten, you’ve made me a very happy man.” I wanted to drag her off to bed right then and there and slate my lust between her thighs, but there were still some things left to be done. I was tempted to say fuck it and go for it, but I knew that in the long run, it would be best if I exercised patience now.