Chapter 69

All that ran through Matt's mind as he locked the door behind him, grabbed the box of condoms and followed Summer through to the master bedroom was, Thank you, thank you, thank you! She'd given him another chance. He wasn't stupid enough to waste it.

Inside the bedroom, Summer waited beside the bed, which was still rumpled from earlier. She'd already kicked off her flip-flops and had her hands on the waistband of her jeans.

"Hold it right there," he said. "I'd like to undress you this time - if you don't mind, that is."

"Not at all." She licked her lips, and his cock pulsed against the fly of his jeans.

He kicked off his own sandals and walked toward her. "Am I still allowed to tell you what to do in the bedroom?" It was a serious question. He'd always been the dominant one in their sexual encounters - well, almost always.

She dipped her head. "I'd like that. But just in the bedroom. That's the only part of my life where I'm at all submissive. Can you deal with that?"

"I get it.