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blocks back to their place.
    “You couldn’t have asked for a better gift.” Nathan elbowed his side.
    “Oh, come on. I’m not heartless. But after what happened on Halloween, the guy was clearly unfit for office. He should have resigned months ago.”
    “True.”
    After the bombing of the Episcopal Church, Mayor White had received a ton of criticism from all sides. Sam had written a scathing piece on his blog, and even the normally pro-White Gazette had published some op-ed pieces condemning his decision to hold the Halloween block party, even though the arsonist terrorizing the city was still on the loose.
    “Well, I’ll tell you what,” said Sam, “I’m not happy the guy’s dead, but maybe this is a blessing in disguise for the city.”
    “Maybe so.”
    “I wonder if Judy White’s down at the hospital. Maybe we can pop by quickly, see if she needs a shoulder to cry on?” If he could get the scoop straight from the mayor’s wife, leave the Gazette in the dust….
    “No. Not tonight. You’re going to let it go for tonight.”
    “But—”
    Nathan shook his head. “It can wait. But I can’t.” He opened his hand. There, on the flat of his palm, was a small key. A frisson of excitement ran up Sam’s spine. He thought of the silver keychain.
    “Is that for—”
    “Yes.”
    “Well, I suppose the mayor will still be dead in the morning.” Sam was buzzing with anticipation by the time they entered the building and hit the button for the elevator. He still got a kick out of living in a place that actually had one.
    Upstairs their white cat, Shadow, was lounging sleepily on the rug near the door. She immediately sprang to her feet and began meowing for her dinner. Then she narrowed her blue eyes accusingly when neither paid her any attention.
    “All right. All right,” Nathan said, picking her up. Then he looked at Sam. “I’m going to feed the cat first. You, go get into position and stay quiet. I don’t want to hear a sound.”
    “With or without the blindfold?”
    “With. Hold this key in your lips.”
    “Okay.”
    “Okay, sir.”
    Sam’s belly swooped at Nathan’s dominant tone. “Okay, sir.” He quickly entered the bedroom, kicked off his shoes, and yanked his shirt over his head. The blindfold was in the black box they kept under the bed, along with the other equipment they used for play. Sam ran his fingers over the flat paddle Nathan gave him several months before. The smooth wood was cool to the touch, and he shivered remembering the first time they used it. He hoped they’d use it tonight.
    After he grabbed the blindfold and undressed, he kneeled at the foot of the bed with his hands behind his head, cock already hard. The metallic taste of the key wasn’t pleasant, but Sam wasn’t about to disobey Nathan—he was too eager to see what it would unlock.

Chapter Two
     
     
    THE FIRST thing Sam noticed the next morning was the pain in his muscles as he stretched. His ass was sore—in a good way. The next was the thin metal and leather band around his neck. They hadn’t taken it off after the session. Sam wanted to wear it as he slept, a reminder he belonged to Nathan, though Nathan had allowed him to keep the key as a gesture of good faith. It was the best gift he’d ever received and definitely the best birthday he could remember.
    Feeling lonely on his side of the bed, Sam wriggled under the covers to get closer to Nathan. The sheets were empty and cold. He blinked and sat up. It was still early, and a vague light filtered in from beneath the blackout curtains. Otherwise, the room was dark and hummed with the sound of the air conditioner. Shadow was sleeping on Nathan’s pillow.
    Figuring Nathan would be back to bed soon, Sam pulled the covers around him and let the previous night replay in his mind. A delicious heat ran through him when he remembered how Nathan had brought him to orgasm twice. How the collar felt when Nathan held it from behind as they fucked.
    His morning