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Like taking me wherever he wanted. A shiver ran up my spine as I remembered what he had just done to me. It had been one of the hottest moments of my life. I would never have dreamed of being taken into a restroom and screwed, but it had been hot and Lukas had been in control the entire time. His confidence had stopped me from worrying about it and kept me enjoying every second.
I didn’t doubt that more would follow. We were going back to his apartment. Lukas also hadn’t stopped looking at me, his eyes roaming and his arm still holding me close. He smelled good, even after we had been so active. Like sandalwood and spices.
It was warm cuddled up against him. It had grown dark while we had been in the restaurant, and the sun had taken the warmth with it. I had a jacket, but it wasn’t quite enough when it was late.
Close to Lukas like this, I didn’t mind, however. And even more so when he kissed me again. His lips found mine, somehow both soft and hard, yielding just enough that I felt as if we fit together and moved around each other but firm enough that I knew I had been kissed and could feel every bit of desire and passion he felt.
It was easy to melt into his arms, giving in to the heat and passion I also felt. I wanted him, his hands on me, the way it felt when my skin touched his.
Our first night together had been heavenly, so I’d been wondering what I had done wrong. It seemed that it had been nothing but a misunderstanding. If Lukas wanted to take me home, I didn’t think I could object.
Despite the fire between us and how quickly our kiss grew more eager, Lukas pulled away. He ran a hand through his hair as he pulled back a little.
“You’re even more addictive than I expected,” he said. I wasn’t entirely sure it was a compliment, but he came in a little closer and wrapped his arms even tighter around me. “I really want you, Kit.”
“I want you as well,” I replied, flushing yet again. It irritated me that I showed embarrassment so easily. I wanted to be normal, not a wreck, but Lukas smiled at me.
“You are adorable when you get those red cheeks, and it brings out a part of me that I didn’t think would come back. Can I tell you something about me in confidence and ask if you’d at least consider the option?” Lukas sounded almost hesitant for the first time since I had met him.
No part of me hesitated in nodding. Whatever he wanted to tell me, I would listen.
“I’m a dominant. I’m not aggressive, but I like to be in control. I think you’re naturally a submissive. If you’ll consider it, I’d like a chance to earn your trust as a submissive and...” He trailed off, frowning.
“You want to earn my trust?” I asked, surprised by the choice of words.
“Yes! Very much so. To me, a good dominant is someone who can be trusted, not with what is good for them, but that they will care for, protect, and cherish their submissive. It takes a lot ofhard work, a lot of restraint, and it can only be earned. The trust is what I want. Not to control, but to be trusted to take care. Not to possess, but to be honored to be responsible for…for you.”
The passion he spoke with blew me away. I had never considered anything remotely different from a standard relationship, but there was something about the way he spoke of it. It clearly meant a lot to him, and I couldn’t deny that there was an element of what he was asking for that appealed to me.
“What does that mean in practical terms?” I asked, wanting to understand and hopefully show him I was listening and open to exploring the idea. It wasn’t as if he was demanding I do anything right now. He said he wanted to earn my trust to go in this direction. Trust took time.
Lukas tilted his head to the side as if considering his response. “It is little things to begin with. When I lifted your hands earlier and kept them out of the way, I took control in a way. You trusted me to be in control enough that you didn’t object. In the bedroom, it would be things similar to that. Outside of the bedroom, it would be whatever worked for both of us. The idea is that it benefits you as well as me. I don’t want anything I am given control of to be harmful to you. But it requires us to communicate about who we are and what our needs and wants are.”
So far, it made sense, and it didn’t sound that different from a normal relationship where two people acted as a team, each working their strengths to help the other. “Then I guess we have some talking to do.”
As I confirmed my willingness, a light appeared in Lukas’ eyes. Merely considering it had made him very happy, and I found I liked the thought.
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
It took another half an hour to get to Lukas’ apartment. The whole way there, we talked about us, what he wanted, and what I might want from a relationship with a dominant. I’d never considered what might be possible before, and there were some things I definitely didn’t want.
There was no way I wanted to have someone tell me what to eat or what to wear. And I’d already established that my finances would never be something I wanted to let go of entirely. Although I wasn’t very old, I had been independent long enough that there were elements of my independence I never wanted to lose.
But some of the offers Lukas made were tempting. Having someone choose vacations and dates as surprises sounded fun. Trusting someone else with all sorts of other small decisions in the day-to-day so I had more mental capacity for the decisions that mattered.
On top of that, he had correctly identified that I liked to make others happy. I was naturally eager to do something I knew would help or serve in some way. I liked interior design because it helped people make their spaces beautiful and helped make them happy on an ongoing basis.
I liked giving people a warm home to stay in. One of the reasons I loved the job I was doing for Sarai was knowing that I was making exciting themed vacation homes for couples and families to stay in. I got to think about what would bring joy to people when they were going on adventures.
That sort of thing meant I often wanted to come home to something warm and safe that helped me recharge and feel good.
I was nervous as Lukas led me toward his apartment. It was at the top of a large high-rise, no doubt the penthouse. We went past a doorman to an elevator, similar to the setup Juno was staying in with Jack. The familiarity helped to make me feel less nervous about going with him.
“I probably shouldn’t stay for too long,” I said. “Sarai is expecting to pick me up from the place she’s put me up in at eight.”
Lukas grinned and looked down before taking my hand. “How about I take you in to work tomorrow, and we don’t worry about that?”
Although I wanted to say yes, I was torn. If I stayed, Sarai would know. “The others will talk.”
