It was a little thing, using his name, but she knew it meant more.  He'd already confessed his love for her..  had defended his preference for her even to a woman that, to her, was as gorgeous as any supermodel.  Now he was giving this up to, the role of Sir and pet, at least to some degree.  She had a feeling he would -always- be controlling in bed, but she could handle that, if it came with the pleasure, and the rest of the package that made him up.  She'd have chosen this, if he'd given her the chance, and now that he -had- she was choosing it.<br/><br/>She lifted her head as he urged her to look up at him, and smiled softly.  "well..  I might have avoided the first day or so ..  if I'd had the option to..  but the rest..  " she turned her head, kissing his palm softly.  "I think my jealousy..  is just more proof that I'm here because I want to be." she assured him.  she slid up, her lips finding his, and she kissed him, a slow passionate lingering kiss.  she then spoke, her lips brushing his with each word.  "now put some cloths on so I don't have to cut some of those bitches." she joked lightly.