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“Tease.” He gave her a mock scowl but the light in his eyes gave him away. “I ought to punish you for that.”
“Promise?” She kept a close eye on his reaction as she forced herself to respond. This was one of the more extreme—and therefore harder—things to share with him. “That’s something I want you to do to me. I want you to tie me up, and I want you to spank me.”
The look on his face was priceless, and she seemed to have rendered him speechless.
“Alex?” She turned back to face him fully. “Aren’t you going to say anything?”
It took as long for him to answer as it did for him to move to the edge of the bed and plant his feet solidly on the floor, less than a foot away from her. “Once my heart starts beating again, yeah.” He scrubbed a hand over his jaw, frowned. “I don’t know if I can hit you, sweetheart. Are you sure?”
His concern seemed to be about her welfare, not about how kinky the request was, and that was a relief. “Sure I want to try it? Yes. Sure I’ll like it and want to do it again? No.” She shrugged. “It’s not like I want to be whipped with a belt. I’m talking about using your hand, or a soft flogger. It’s not abuse, Alex. It’s foreplay.”
“I know I keep saying this, but damn. ” He shook his head, looking a little dazed. “Is this something you fantasized about?”
“Yeah.” She dropped to her knees, pulled the box out from under the bed and found the book she’d bought online. The cover was wild, with a woman on her knees, her hands bound behind her back. The man behind her was holding a leather flogger. The woman’s ass was pink, as if it had just been kissed by the flogger’s tails.
She handed it to him, staying on her knees in front of him. Striking a submissive pose, she clasped her hands behind her back, spread her knees, lowered her gaze—although she could still see Alex’s face—and waited. Just like the woman on the cover. He’d understand the significance of it, if he looked at the book.
He read the back cover, then flipped it over, staring at the photograph. Then he looked at her, his eyes wide. “Babe,” he said softly.
She lifted her eyes to his. “I want to submit to you. In the bedroom only, and maybe only once, but I want to try. I want you to do whatever you want to me. Whatever you think will make my pleasure greater, whatever you think I can handle. I want to put myself completely in your hands. That’s what this book is all about. He’s a dominant, looking for a new submissive. She’s never tried it before, but she’s wondered and fantasized and hoped to find someone open enough to help her find out if that’s what she wants. It’s all mutual. He takes his pleasure from hers. He doesn’t want to hurt her, except in ways that will increase her pleasure. Like flogging, or tying her up. He wants her mindless with need, but he wants to make her beg to be allowed to come.”
Alex gaped at her. “Like you did with me this morning. You wanted to play the dominant, and now you want to try the submissive role?”
Jessica nodded, but then frowned. “And don’t ask me—I don’t know why I want it. Part of me thinks it’s sick and twisted.”
He started to interrupt, but she cut him off.
“The other part of me says screw it. I don’t know why it turns me on, why I want it, but I don’t care. The fantasies of submission are driving me mad.” She laughed self-consciously. “I’m so drenched right now, I’m going to leave a puddle on the floor.”
Yeah, join the club , Alex thought. Jesus Christ. Who was this wild woman on the floor—on her fucking knees in front of him—and what had she done with his reserved, sweet wife? He could barely wrap his head around it. The mere thought of dominating Jess in the bedroom—tying her up, making her beg, hell, even spanking her sexy ass—made him want to get started. Right now.
Truth be told, their sex life had become more routine, less
“Tease.” He gave her a mock scowl but the light in his eyes gave him away. “I ought to punish you for that.”
“Promise?” She kept a close eye on his reaction as she forced herself to respond. This was one of the more extreme—and therefore harder—things to share with him. “That’s something I want you to do to me. I want you to tie me up, and I want you to spank me.”
The look on his face was priceless, and she seemed to have rendered him speechless.
“Alex?” She turned back to face him fully. “Aren’t you going to say anything?”
It took as long for him to answer as it did for him to move to the edge of the bed and plant his feet solidly on the floor, less than a foot away from her. “Once my heart starts beating again, yeah.” He scrubbed a hand over his jaw, frowned. “I don’t know if I can hit you, sweetheart. Are you sure?”
His concern seemed to be about her welfare, not about how kinky the request was, and that was a relief. “Sure I want to try it? Yes. Sure I’ll like it and want to do it again? No.” She shrugged. “It’s not like I want to be whipped with a belt. I’m talking about using your hand, or a soft flogger. It’s not abuse, Alex. It’s foreplay.”
“I know I keep saying this, but damn. ” He shook his head, looking a little dazed. “Is this something you fantasized about?”
“Yeah.” She dropped to her knees, pulled the box out from under the bed and found the book she’d bought online. The cover was wild, with a woman on her knees, her hands bound behind her back. The man behind her was holding a leather flogger. The woman’s ass was pink, as if it had just been kissed by the flogger’s tails.
She handed it to him, staying on her knees in front of him. Striking a submissive pose, she clasped her hands behind her back, spread her knees, lowered her gaze—although she could still see Alex’s face—and waited. Just like the woman on the cover. He’d understand the significance of it, if he looked at the book.
He read the back cover, then flipped it over, staring at the photograph. Then he looked at her, his eyes wide. “Babe,” he said softly.
She lifted her eyes to his. “I want to submit to you. In the bedroom only, and maybe only once, but I want to try. I want you to do whatever you want to me. Whatever you think will make my pleasure greater, whatever you think I can handle. I want to put myself completely in your hands. That’s what this book is all about. He’s a dominant, looking for a new submissive. She’s never tried it before, but she’s wondered and fantasized and hoped to find someone open enough to help her find out if that’s what she wants. It’s all mutual. He takes his pleasure from hers. He doesn’t want to hurt her, except in ways that will increase her pleasure. Like flogging, or tying her up. He wants her mindless with need, but he wants to make her beg to be allowed to come.”
Alex gaped at her. “Like you did with me this morning. You wanted to play the dominant, and now you want to try the submissive role?”
Jessica nodded, but then frowned. “And don’t ask me—I don’t know why I want it. Part of me thinks it’s sick and twisted.”
He started to interrupt, but she cut him off.
“The other part of me says screw it. I don’t know why it turns me on, why I want it, but I don’t care. The fantasies of submission are driving me mad.” She laughed self-consciously. “I’m so drenched right now, I’m going to leave a puddle on the floor.”
Yeah, join the club , Alex thought. Jesus Christ. Who was this wild woman on the floor—on her fucking knees in front of him—and what had she done with his reserved, sweet wife? He could barely wrap his head around it. The mere thought of dominating Jess in the bedroom—tying her up, making her beg, hell, even spanking her sexy ass—made him want to get started. Right now.
Truth be told, their sex life had become more routine, less
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