Madison couldn't help but smile as he asked his questions. Every moment he touched her there was a need to feel more of his touch and now as she lay open on his desk she was left craving for the little touches she had received thus far. Mr. Blackstone was like a drug to Madi and she had yet to have her fix. In less than an hour she had become addicted and felt a hunger she never felt before. "If you didn't feel that I could reach and go beyond the expectations you have and will have of me then you wouldn't be willing to take me as yours," she replied, perching up on her left arm and turning until she could see him over her right shoulder. There was a mischievious glimmer to her eyes as she watched him undress. "As long as you will have me I wish to be yours. Whether that be tomorrow or when we are old and gray and I know of nothing more than serving you, so be it. I wish to be yours sir."