Veronica's POV:I stood there, heart pounding as Max's words hung in the air. "Now that you are done with him, can I have you?""Yes," I said, my body already humming with anticipation. I followed him to the bedroom, where the dim light revealed an array of BDSM equipment laid out ready, cuffs, paddles, ropes, all waiting.Max turned to me, his eyes blazing. "Strip and kneel before me," he ordered in that sexy, commanding tone that always sent a thrill straight through me. Immediately, I felt the urge to obey surge up like fire in my veins.His dominance had always turned me on, igniting something primal that Theo's gentle balance never quite matched. I peeled off my clothes quickly, dropping them to the floor, and sank to my knees in front of him."Yes, Max," I whispered, looking up at him with heat building between my legs."Good girl," he said, stepping closer. His hand gripped my hair, tilting my head back. "You know what I want. Get over that table now, ass up."I crawled to the
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