"I got a peek into the refrigerator. Most of the containers you use are from takeout. So, I thought you would want to save these." He had a confident look in his eyes and surely she couldn't refute. What he said was the truth. They recycled old boxes every few weeks and they ate out enough to have backups.

  "You're very observant. And a smartass." She stuck her tongue out. He turned around with a smirk on his face. "The dishwashing liquid is on the open shelf near your head." He looked up immediately and muttered thanks.

  "Do you do all the dishes at home?" she asked.

  "Yeah. Apart from the housekeeper who comes twice a week, I do everything myself. I like privacy and freedom." So independent and down to earth, she thought to herself with a satisfied sigh. "I really wanted to watch that movie," he said suddenly. "But I like watching you more. So, we need to set up a date when we can have a movie marathon."

  Her cheeks flushed with delight as she neared him and hugged him from the back.

  "You like watching me?" She pressed the side of her face against her back and clasped his waist tightly. Feeling her hot breath against his back, he chuckled and wiped his hands on his pants before pressing it over hers. Unclasping them, he turned around and took her into his embrace.

  "Yes, I like watching you. I would also like to watch you touch yourself." Her breath rushed out of her lungs as he said that.

  "Now?" she asked tentatively. She would oblige at any time. The deepening of his voice showed that he was as stimulated as her, but what part of washing dishes got them going, neither of them knew.

  He looked at the cute pout on her lips.

  "Well, if you touch yourself, I will have to touch myself, too." She nodded vehemently loving that idea. Her eyes glittered at the thoughts…… the possibilities that lay ahead. She had imagined it too many times and she just had to see it for herself. "So, no. I want to do something different." She deflated.

  Seeing this, he patted her head to reassure her. "Just so you know, when we do it, I will lose your lotion and not mine. That way I can smell like you long after we are done."

  "That sounds nice," she said. But the whine in her voice was evident. This little girl was beyond dissatisfied.

  "Actually, I will buy a couple of bottles for when I am away. That way I will smell like you all the time. I'll get to feel like I am always with you and everyone else will know that I am taken," he said, moving back to look at her expression more carefully. Katherine was far from a spoilt brat, but this expression of hers made Cage want to spoil her to bits. He wanted to give her everything.

  "You don't need to buy it. I have a stockpile of lotion I brought when it was on sale. You can take those. Actually, you know what? Just tell me when you are out of stock and I will replenish it for you." Cage grinned. So his little girl was easily placated.

  "I will remember to do that." He patted the top of her head again, mussing it up further. "I've heard your toys over call, so seeing them in action…… you using them on yourself will be a great pleasure. But right now, I think I want to explore something else with you." He'd thought about it a bit and they had discussed it. Neither of them had experience in it but her spanks had sparked an idea in his mind.

  "What?" Color her interested. She waited patiently for him to speak further.

  "Would you like to be dominated?" his voice was low, holding no persuasion in it. This was her decision. If she said no, he wouldn't talk about it ever again. Her face was expressionless, but he could see that Katherine was mulling over the idea in her head.

  "In theory, I really like the idea. I want to see what it feels like. But no wh.i.p.s and chains. I don't think I will enjoy pain." She looked at him with an interested gaze. "What do you have in mind?" She had read enough books to know that these things could go south really quickly, so she wanted to get a download on his ideas before saying yes.

  "I was mildly jealous that so many flies are hovering all around you and wanted to punish you a little." She shifted back when she saw the cunning look in Cage's eyes. The devious look held the promise of pain and pleasure. "The punishment will cause you little to no pain, but I promise a lot of pleasure." She squinted her eyes at him.

  "Safewords," she said slowly. He nodded.

  "Let's go simple. Red for 'stop'. Yellow for 'I am uncomfortable, let's talk,' and green for 'go-ahead'." Seemed pretty simple. She nodded her head.

  "Go inside. I need to get in character." He tilted his head towards the direction of her room. She followed without question.

  "What do you want me to do?" she asked softly just as she was about to enter the room.

  "Wait." She opened the door and shut it behind her. The room was shrouded in darkness. She sighed and tried to find her way around, not knowing if she was allowed to turn on the lights. She would be getting a taste of his acting live…… and she couldn't wait.

  Behind her, the door opened and a streak of light shined on the ground. She turned back and was immediately blinded by the light. He had switched on the lights. She squinted as she looked at him.

  "Hi," she said, breathlessly. On the other side of the open door, Cage stood with a wicked smile on his lips. Katherine raised her head to meet his eyes. They looked dangerous. Her eyes fell to his body and the way he carried himself. She couldn't put her finger on it. Something had changed about him. She wanted his body flush against hers…… that was the reaction she had to him.

  "Hi, Katherine." With that, he took a solitary step forward. Reaching out, he slowly pulled the door and let it close behind him.