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He went still and slipped his cock out of her wet, molten confines. Her knees wobbled on the carpet, and reality hit home.
He had cum inside her. He hadn’t used protection. She lurched straight just as he was about to help her up, and turned on him. “You…you came in me!” she cried accusingly and Damon gaped at her furious expression.
For the first time in his life, he was speechless. His lips parted and closed as he tried to form a response. There was no response. He had been irresponsible and reckless. He had never risked getting any of his subs pregnant, never fucked anyone without protection. A box full of condoms was right there, two feet away in his bedside table drawer, but he hadn’t even considered putting one on.
“I…”
Katie saw his expression and swallowed, lifting onto shaking knees to grab her sweater. “We should’ve used protection.”
We? “It’s my fault. I forgot.”
“Well, I didn’t ask you, so it’s my fault too I guess.” The atmosphere had suddenly changed. Damon had never been so awkward after sex. He had never had sex; really, he went on for hours spanking, binding, then paddling his subs, bringing them to orgasm after orgasm before he released his own lust.
Katie was definitely not his sub.
“I’ll have to go see a doctor in the evening, don’t you think?”
Okay. This seems more and more like a relationship. He never discussed anything even remotely important with any of his previous subs.
“Why do you want to go to the doctor?”
“To get a prescription,” she said as if he was dumb.
He did up his belt and pulled on his white shirt, lost in thought. “Prescription for what?”
Her jaw fell open. “If you’re trying to get me pregnant, telling me would be a better idea!”
“What?” He laughed at her insane allegation.
“I have to get something now…pills or whatever. “
“You don’t need a prescription for that. You can just get the morning after pill at the drugstore.”
“Oh.” She felt foolish now. That’s what he meant. And she had assumed he was trying to use her as some breeding pen. “I’ll get it on my way back.” She pulled on her boots and Damon gaped at her.
“Sit down!” he hissed and she stilled, slinking onto the bed. He stood before her, his hands stuffed into his pants pockets in a way that always made her feel like a preschooler in front of a teacher she was terrified of. “Listen up. You and I, if we’re going to do this, we need to trust each other.” When she gawked at him as if he had spoken in French, he pursed his lips and sat down, his weight braced on his toes. “This relationship needs quite a bit of trust. When I’m spanking you, or paddling you,” her face went red at that reminder and he smiled, “you need to trust me with it. Alright?’
“Mhmm.”
“Earlier, I assumed you were after employment at my company, now you assumed I was trying to impregnate you!” He exclaimed and Katie couldn’t help but laugh out loud at the absurdity of their childish assumptions. “I'm not trying to get you pregnant. I just…I lost control.”
Katie brightened up with a satiated smile. I made him lose control!
“Secondly, you’re not going to the drugstore, or anywhere right now!” he ordered, standing up again. ‘Were going out for dinner.”
“We are?” Joy burst to bloom in her chest. Damon was so...incredibly... fascinating.
“This is a relationship, Katie.” He opened his closet to find a fresh pressed suit. “I take you out to dinner. I try to solve your unemployment problem. And I buy you presents.”
“And what do I do for you?”
He tensed, turning to stare at her as if the question had never crossed his mind. Once again, she had shocked him into immobility. “I don’t know. I've never really thought about that.”
Katie failed to understand how he could’ve gone on with submissives without expecting from the relationship. He couldn’t just give and give.
Her heart melted at the shock on his face. Knowing full well that he might not welcome her advances, she stepped closer, slipping her hand up over his chest. He ogled her hand and she pressed closer to his chest, lifting her face to his. “Can I bake you more cupcakes?”
“Sure,” he amended swiftly before he said something stupidly lovey-dovey. She was affecting him in a way that he was trying hard to fight. After considering giving up the dominant-submissive thing just to be with her – just to sleep with her, his conscience reminded him, making him feel dirty and perverted – that he should’ve expected her to affect him some more.
