I reach for the blindfold, then drop my hand.
No alarm.
Did I do something to turn him off?
I don't understand.
Because...he didn't fuck me.
I must have done something, because why would he do all that, buy me the lingerie, and then...leave?
No answers come, and I curl up in a ball after kicking off the stupid shoes.
I'm almost asleep when the alarm goes off, and I whip off the blindfold.
It is still dark, and nothing looks disturbed. Except, I assume, me.
I turn off the alarm.
There is a text from Alex.
Alex:I enjoyed that. Very much. Did you?
Me:Why did you go?
Alex:It's a game, kink. We're setting boundaries. I want and crave control.
Me:You didn't fuck me.
Alex:There will be more to come. In the meantime, give in to all your dirty thoughts.
Me:You just exhausted a majority of them for the night.
Alex:Sweet talker.
Alex:In fact, at least once a day, do something naughty and report it to me.
Ooh, boy. That is a doozy because the first thing that pops into my head is sucking Enzo off.
I'm not sure why my mind went there.
That is a lie. I know why.
I get up, strip, and pull on the T-shirt I sleep in.
My mind went there because it turns me on.
Just like tonight did and does.
But... Enzo is a whole other story. Because I'm not sure I could handle him rejecting me.
Lucky for me, fantasies never reject.
And that is all he is and will ever be.
A fantasy.
Chapter Twenty-Six
