Chapter 1: Introduction
I watched Matt chop vegetables for last night's spaghetti bolognese, the familiar ritual of marital life sending surges of longing through me. The lines of his forearms bulged as he drove the blade down with a resolute thud. A few strands of dark hair fell across his brow, illuminated by the halogen oven light.
As if sensing my gaze, he looked up and smiled, blue eyes soft with warmth and affection. That look set my core tingling. The urge, so familiar now, stirred deep inside me.
I bit my lower lip as I watched Matt peel potatoes at the kitchen island, a simple task that felt like a seduction dance. He wore a white t-shirt that clung to every ripple of muscle, his broad shoulders gleaming in the light. The sight of him caused my stomach to flutter and my breasts to ache.
"Matthew, I've been thinking," I said, my voice soft but tinged with determination. He looked at me, raising an eyebrow in question.
"Yeah?"
I took a deep breath, my eyes locked onto his. "I want you to wear a chastity cage."
He froze, the knife clutched in his hand hovering just above the potato. "What? Why?"
A smirk played at my lips. "Because I want to be in control of your pleasure. I want to make you beg for it."
He stared at me for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Then, he set the knife down and stood up. "Okay," he said, his voice low and husky.
I took a deep breath and forged on, feeling my heart quicken. "About us, Matthew. About our relationship." I paused, my hands gripping the counter tightly as I steeled myself to let the words flow freely. "I want to try something. Something... different. I want to be dominant, to take control, to own you."
Matt's eyes widened in shock as he jerked the knife, narrowly missing his thumb. He swore under his breath, dropping the potato in a heap on the cutting board.