"Rory… reward me one more time, won't you?" Vincent wrapped an arm around her waist, drawing her close. "After this morning, it'll be several days before I get another turn with you."
He couldn't keep her to himself forever—he knew the others would never allow it.
"One more reward?"
Rory lifted her hand, soft fingertips brushing lightly over his lips. She leaned close, her voice a low whisper by his ear.
"But what if I don't feel like rewarding you right now… and only want to punish you?"
Vincent caught her hand, holding it gently. "Then punish me."
Rory arched a brow. "Any kind of punishment?"
He nodded without hesitation. "Anything you want."
Perfect.
Suppressing a smile, Rory leaned in and pressed a light kiss to his cheek.
Then—without warning—she pushed him back onto the bed.
A strip of black silk appeared in her hand, and she tied it over his eyes, covering his vision completely.
