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“I can. I just need the date and the location.”
“Awesome. How long does it take to have one made?”
“I use a print shop in Vesper, so it doesn’t take long. When do you need it?”
He gave her the date, which was a few weeks out. “Oh, I can have it done in a week if it’s just the print. If you want me to frame it, I’ll need a few extra days, but still a week and a half easy.”
“Amazing. I’ll take it then.”
He looked at me. “This is going to be so amazing! It’s perfect.”
“I’m glad.” I leaned down and brushed a kiss across his lips. This gift wasn’t the only thing that was perfect.
Chapter 11
Spencer
I gave the woman all the information and made arrangements to pick up the sky print when it was done. This had been the best first date I’d ever been on, and I hoped we were far from finished.
“So what now?” I looked up into those beautiful brown eyes of his and waited.
“Well, cutie, that’s up to you. We can hang out here a while, we could head over to The Watering Hole and grab a drink, we can call it a night, or…”
“We could go back to my place.” I wasn’t too nervous about this first time because Nash seemed like a man of his word. I managed occasional hook-ups just fine. It was when the relationship went on longer that I had problems. Would Nash be satisfied long-term? I didn’t know, but I didn’t have to worry about that tonight.
“Or we could go back to your place,” he agreed.
“Let’s do that then.”
We started walking back to my apartment. Neither of us wanted to waste any more time. A few minutes later, we were there, and I watched as Nash closed the door behind us and locked it. I’d felt so bold when I said we could come back to my place, but now that we were here, I wasn’t sure what to do. I knew what I wanted, but I had the feeling Nash liked to be in charge, and I didn’t want to overstep.
I took a step back to give him room to move inside. He must have seen my hesitation because he took off his cowboy hat and placed it on the table by the door, then he grabbed my hand and took me with him as he walked over to the couch. He took a seat and pulled me down in his lap. I’d never been a lap sitter. As a matter of fact, that one day in Nolan’s rabbit pen was the only time I’d ever done it, but it seemed Nash liked me there, which was fine with me.
“I think we need to talk a little before we take this any further.”
I groaned, letting my head fall against his chest. “I’m not fragile, Nash. I’m not a virgin, and I don’t need you to treat me like I’m going to break.”
He reached down and put one finger under my chin, lifting it up so our eyes met. “Listen to me, baby boy, because this is important. I don’t think you’re fragile, and I don’t think you’re going to break. I just want to respect you and your boundaries, something I can’t do if I don’t know what they are. So you’re going to have to tell me. What you want matters. Do you hear me?”
I nodded my head, but he shook his no. “No, you have to use your words. Do you hear me?”
“Yes. I hear you.”
“Yes, what, baby boy?”
A breath caught in my throat as I realized what he wanted.
“Yes, Daddy, I hear you.”
“Good boy.” He leaned down and kissed me, softly at first, but then he licked his tongue across my lips requesting entry, and I parted my mouth. He deepened the kiss until I was squirming on his lap to get closer. He pulled back with a smile. “Now, let’s talk about your limits.”
“I don’t have many. I like sex. A lot…”
“But no penetration.”
“Right, but everything else is on the table.”
“Rimming?” he asked, and I nodded yes, because hell yeah to rimming. “Blowjobs?”
