Free Yours Book 3: Life Mastered by Blue Saffire Page A

quiet the turmoil going on in my brain about the meeting I have in the morning. I shut down the rage that has been building within me for over a month. This will be about just Sephora and me.
    As we enter the house, I reach for her hand and silently lead her up the stairs. I can feel the excitement rolling off of her as she realizes where I am taking her. My little butterfly really has been in need of some good love making.
    I, for one, was ecstatic when John informed us that it would be okay to continue a normal healthy sex life. He just wants Sephora to stay hydrated and to ensure she is eating properly and regularly. I will take care of all of the above.
    I’ve already texted ahead to have the playroom ready. One of the only good things about having Luke and Kimmie still in our home. Luke has a key to my playroom and Kimmie understands the life. Kimmie was more than willing to help out.
    Sephora has no idea that I have already told Kimmie her situation. I needed someone else to be able to keep an eye on her since we have been back. I figured Kimmie would be best for that since she is still living under our roof.
    I shut the door behind us, and we step into the playroom. I snort when Sephora looks up at me with big happy honey-brown eyes, only to turn away when she realizes we are in the playroom and not our bedroom. She doesn’t know it, but the rules are about to change.
    I reach for her chin and lift her head so that I can look her in the eyes. “You have made me so pleased, my little Butterfly. You no idea how pleased I am. I am going to reward you for your efforts,” I say with a sly smile.
    I drop my hand and step back. I drop my own head and drop to my knees before her. I can hear Sephora’s gasp when the realization sets in. However, she doesn’t utter a word, and I know it is because she is still not fully aware that she has become my master.
    “May I speak, my Queen,” I speak up to clear up her confusion.
    Sephora steps forward, cupping my face in her hand she asks. “What are you doing?”
    “I am yours to do with as you please, my Queen. Allow me to pamper you,” I reply as I look her in the eyes.
    Her eyes round in awe and after a moment she nods her head. “Permission to speak granted, my Love,” she says with a small, shy smile.
    “I would like to feed you. Would you like me clothed or unclothed while I do so,” I ask.
    I watch as her entire face lights up. I see the moment it sinks in that I have given her control. A sly smile replaces the shy one. Her eyes bounce around the room as if she is taking in all the things she wants to do to me in here, but not knowing where to start.
    “Naked, definitely naked, but first I need you to undress me,” Sephora purrs and I swear I get hard as stone to see her confidence rise to the surface.
    I nod my head and reach for her waist to pull her closer. I start with the buttons on her navy blue blouse keeping my eyes on my task. I can hear her breathing increase, and I know she is just as turned on as I am.
    “Look at me,” Sephora says through a husky voice that cracks with a commanding force I’ve never heard from her. It’s sexy, and I obey immediately.
    I loosen the rest of the buttons and free the fabric from her slacks. I love the curvy shape of her hips in these pants. I lick my lips as my hands run over her hips and to the front to the zipper. I try to take my time, but it’s not going so well.
    I release the button and zipper on her pants and hook my fingers in the waist of the slacks and her panties. Gently, I slide them down her hips. I slip her feet from her flats and push everything away.
    I just stare at her chocolate mound as the silky navy fabric hangs from her shoulders. The black lace bra she has on barely contains her full heavy breasts now that they have started to swell with the pregnancy.
    I dip my head and place a kiss of worship against her belly. I close my eyes when her fingertips run through my hair and graze my scalp. I