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“We’ll have to go to a crawfish boil while we’re here. Crawfish is delicious in étouffée, but you can’t beat it by itself with just a little bit of drawn butter. So good.”
“I feel like you’re trying to fatten me up on this trip,” I joke.
“I like a little meat on a woman, Mary.” He gives me a wink.
“I’m at a weight that works for me,” I say.
“Oh yes.” He burns me with his gaze. “It definitely works for you.”
Chapter Seventeen
Ronan
Our next course is Mémé’s famous red beans and rice, and she adds a spicy kick to it.
My bright idea was to introduce Mary to the best of Creole cuisine, but we’re only on plate number four, and now I just want to be alone with her.
I don’t even know what to expect. She’s made it clear she doesn’t want a scene. That’s not where her head is at these days.
That will change. Already I know this. But I won’t force it. I’m not that kind of a Dominant. I don’t get off on forcing my submissive to do something she doesn’t want to do.
No.
What draws me to domination is the control. The control I never had as a child who wanted nothing more than to have his parents home for more than a few days at a time.
I learned what I didn’t want as an adult. No family, no children. Simply a relationship where I was in control and I called the shots. Never would I put a child through that feeling that he wasn’t important to the two people who were supposed to love him the most.
I’ve already got a hard-on underneath the table. And being in jeans instead of my kilt…it’s damned uncomfortable.
“Something I recognize,” Mary says. “This is red beans and rice.”
“Good eye.”
She smiles coyly. “Not so good. I recognize red beans, and I recognize rice. Plus there’s some sausage, too. Is it andouille?”
“The one and only.”
Mary has only taken a few sips of her wine. She’s serious about not drinking too much. I respect that a lot.
“This wine is going to be great with red beans and rice, and of course also with the jambalaya that comes next.”
“I’m glad these are small servings,” she says. “Or I’d be done by now.”
“That’s what a tasting menu is. A series of small plates.”
“It’s been great, Ronan. Really. I can’t thank you enough.”
“No thanks are necessary. I’m happy to do it.”
She gazes at me then, her head slightly cocked, her eyes slightly narrowed.
She’s wondering what I expect in return.
She’ll be surprised to know I expect nothing.
But I do hope…
I want to get her in bed so badly. I’ll engage in vanilla sex if that’s what it takes. Me on top of her, thrusting into her sweet little cunt.
