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surprising, is it? We barely know each other.’ His tone was almost bored. ‘You know nothing about me, Rebecca,’ he added sourly, turning away and sorting through a pile of piano books.
My heart was thundering under my skin. He might be acting blasé but something in the tension of his shoulders made me persevere. For whatever reason, since last week’s liaison with Nicholas, I felt changed. Gone was the prude who used to carefully select her boyfriends and make them wait weeks before they could so much as touch her; in her place was an independent woman who knew what she wanted – Nicholas. More accurately, Nicholas and his superb sexing skills.
I chewed on my lip as I accepted this realisation. I wanted this man, desperately, and instead of shying away from the embarrassing fact, I was determined to pursue it.
‘Can’t we just have sex?’ Holy fuck! Was that seriously my voice that had just spoken? Blimey, how had shy, cautious Rebecca suddenly transformed into this wanton hussy I now appeared to be? Apparently, I swore in my head too: another new development for me. I certainly was changing a lot recently.
Nicholas seemed to half choke, half laugh at my request, creating a noise in his throat that was almost a bark. ‘You’ve researched dominant relationships in all their dirty glory, I’ve just told you I like to punish the girls I fuck, and yet you still want to have sex with me?’
He was mocking me, that much was abundantly obvious, but even I wasn’t stupid enough to notice the hint of astonishment and temptation in his voice.
Shit . I was in way out of my depth here, but what exactly had I expected: him to fall at my feet and beg me to sleep with him? Hardly, Nicholas was way too controlled for that. He’d been honest and upfront from the start and I was being stupid enough to hope that last week’s little sex session on the piano might have left him feeling the same as me – wanting more.
‘Do you regularly proposition men like this?’ he asked, his voice darker than before and causing me to glare at him in indignation.
‘Of course not!’ I retorted, before faltering as I realised just how sluttish my behaviour must appear. ‘But then I haven’t had mind-blowing sex on a piano before either,’ I admitted in a low mutter. I hadn’t had mind-blowing sex full stop, just normal, run-of-the-mill sex, which paled into insignificance when compared to what I’d experienced with Nicholas last week. Not that he needed to know that. He was arrogant enough already without me further inflating his ego.
My face was seared with a flush of mortification at the way this conversation had digressed but I decided I might as well say my piece before I left. ‘I … I enjoyed last week, Nicholas, more than enjoyed it … and I just thought, you know, if the whole dominant thing was negotiable, or didn’t involve pain, then maybe we could have sex again sometime.’
With my eyes averted out of pure embarrassment at the shocking words coming out of my mouth, it was hard to judge his reaction, but it seemed like Nicholas was completely still and silent next to me for an eternity, to the point where I sighed before standing to leave.
A gentle hand on my wrist stopped me. ‘Raise your eyes, Rebecca,’ Nicholas instructed softly, now standing up next to me. And as if under his spell, I immediately did as he asked.
See? I could follow instructions … sometimes.
‘I like to see your eyes, so green, so beautiful.’ Raising a hand, Nicholas stroked my cheek gently. He sighed as he did so, and I watched as a mix of emotions flooded across his face.
‘The dominant thing isn’t negotiable, Rebecca. It’s who I am, it’s all I’ve ever known … but you have no idea how much I want to have sex with you again … and for some reason you now tell me you want that too …’ Nicholas paused, running his free hand over his chin as he considered the situation. ‘What a conundrum …’ he
My heart was thundering under my skin. He might be acting blasé but something in the tension of his shoulders made me persevere. For whatever reason, since last week’s liaison with Nicholas, I felt changed. Gone was the prude who used to carefully select her boyfriends and make them wait weeks before they could so much as touch her; in her place was an independent woman who knew what she wanted – Nicholas. More accurately, Nicholas and his superb sexing skills.
I chewed on my lip as I accepted this realisation. I wanted this man, desperately, and instead of shying away from the embarrassing fact, I was determined to pursue it.
‘Can’t we just have sex?’ Holy fuck! Was that seriously my voice that had just spoken? Blimey, how had shy, cautious Rebecca suddenly transformed into this wanton hussy I now appeared to be? Apparently, I swore in my head too: another new development for me. I certainly was changing a lot recently.
Nicholas seemed to half choke, half laugh at my request, creating a noise in his throat that was almost a bark. ‘You’ve researched dominant relationships in all their dirty glory, I’ve just told you I like to punish the girls I fuck, and yet you still want to have sex with me?’
He was mocking me, that much was abundantly obvious, but even I wasn’t stupid enough to notice the hint of astonishment and temptation in his voice.
Shit . I was in way out of my depth here, but what exactly had I expected: him to fall at my feet and beg me to sleep with him? Hardly, Nicholas was way too controlled for that. He’d been honest and upfront from the start and I was being stupid enough to hope that last week’s little sex session on the piano might have left him feeling the same as me – wanting more.
‘Do you regularly proposition men like this?’ he asked, his voice darker than before and causing me to glare at him in indignation.
‘Of course not!’ I retorted, before faltering as I realised just how sluttish my behaviour must appear. ‘But then I haven’t had mind-blowing sex on a piano before either,’ I admitted in a low mutter. I hadn’t had mind-blowing sex full stop, just normal, run-of-the-mill sex, which paled into insignificance when compared to what I’d experienced with Nicholas last week. Not that he needed to know that. He was arrogant enough already without me further inflating his ego.
My face was seared with a flush of mortification at the way this conversation had digressed but I decided I might as well say my piece before I left. ‘I … I enjoyed last week, Nicholas, more than enjoyed it … and I just thought, you know, if the whole dominant thing was negotiable, or didn’t involve pain, then maybe we could have sex again sometime.’
With my eyes averted out of pure embarrassment at the shocking words coming out of my mouth, it was hard to judge his reaction, but it seemed like Nicholas was completely still and silent next to me for an eternity, to the point where I sighed before standing to leave.
A gentle hand on my wrist stopped me. ‘Raise your eyes, Rebecca,’ Nicholas instructed softly, now standing up next to me. And as if under his spell, I immediately did as he asked.
See? I could follow instructions … sometimes.
‘I like to see your eyes, so green, so beautiful.’ Raising a hand, Nicholas stroked my cheek gently. He sighed as he did so, and I watched as a mix of emotions flooded across his face.
‘The dominant thing isn’t negotiable, Rebecca. It’s who I am, it’s all I’ve ever known … but you have no idea how much I want to have sex with you again … and for some reason you now tell me you want that too …’ Nicholas paused, running his free hand over his chin as he considered the situation. ‘What a conundrum …’ he
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