I stopped him by grabbing his arm more gently than I’d intended, since I was supposed to be rough with him. It took me a while to say anything, the two of us staring into each other’s eyes.
Barry sighed. “I have to go, Pedro. It’s really late.”
“Don’t.” Ugh, what the f**k was wrong with me all of a sudden?
“Pedro? You own me and I’m your slave. But that’s only when we play with each other. Outside of that, we live our separate lives until we meet again in private. Goodnight.”
I gently panted like the pathetic fool I’d turned out to be, but I didn’t want to show any of that. I was supposed to be the Dominant, yet here I was acting all clingy and s**t. For the first time, I needed Barry. I didn’t want to let him go. I pulled him into my arms and rested my forehead against his. “Don’t go.
