Chapter Seventeen
This was a sight that would never get old to Grant. His lovers, naked for him, patient for him, giving themselves to him. Putting their wants, needs and desires in his hands and trusting that he would not only take care of them, but give them ultimate pleasure, time after time. He was truly humbled by the responsibility of it. And so thankful.
He got their collars first. Crouching in front of Stephanie, he watched her face, as he liked to do, when he placed the beribboned metal around her neck. Her eyes closed and her lips parted. He brushed a feather-light kiss across them, then moved to Jesse.
Though it had been more than six months now since he’d first done this, it never failed to impact his heart to place the collar around that strong neck. Those trusting eyes
