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“Not a ten.” Kas laughs.
“Okay,” I say with a grin, “I’ll make yours a nine.”
Kas laughs and shakes her head.
“It’s a gamble when you ask someone who likes spicy food if the salsa is hot. They might very well say no, but to someone who has never eaten a jalapeno before, the salsa is very hot. Does that make sense?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t want to pick up some Thai carry-out for us, order you a spice level of five—since that’s ‘not too hot’ as far as I’m concerned—and then have you hate your lunch. If a five is actually painful for you, I wouldn’t want you to eat it just to spare my feelings. I’d want you to enjoy your meal. If you don’t tell me a five is too hot and just muddle through, I’m likely to order a five the next time. It’s the same thing with roughness or pain as a part of sex play.”
“What you consider rough might be more than I’d like,” Kas says with a nod. “I get it.”
“I don’t want to give or receive pain, but if I have a partner who thinks the amount of pressure I put on her neck hurts, I need to know that. That’s why you have to always be one hundred percent honest with me.”
“Because you want me to enjoy my lunch.”
“Yeah.” I smile and reach over to take her other hand in mine. I hold them together for a moment before I look into her eyes. “Kas, I’d really like to have some hot, spicy sex with you, but I need to know what you’re okay with first. The last thing I want is to have you upset. To accomplish that, I need you to get through the embarrassment and give me some intimate details.”
“Like what?”
“Everything you’ve ever done. What you liked and what you didn’t like. I want to know everything you’ve fantasized about doing. If there’s a situation you think about when you’re masturbating, I want to know what it is.”
Kas sucks her lower lip into her mouth, blushing again. I let out a sigh and pull her toward me. I lean in close, press my lips lightly to her neck and then whisper in her ear.
“Kas, if you are totally open and honest with me, I’m going to fuck you just the way you want and need to be fucked. You are going to come so hard you won’t remember your own name. If you help me out here, I’m going to blow your mind.”
Chapter 8—Kas
I am firmly convinced
that I’m going to come just sitting here on the floor with Cree whispering in my ear.
I have never had anyone talk to me like this before. I’ve had the basic catcalls that every woman is subject to and the lame attempts at pickup lines from barely sober upperclassmen in bars but nothing like this. This is a completely new experience for me.
And I like it. I like it a lot.
“You’re wet and ready now, aren’t you?” he whispers.
“How do you know?”
“Your body is telling me everything right now.” Cree chuckles. “But what initially clued me in was saying you liked me at your neck. That was my clue, and I went with it. Think of everything else I might entice you with if you open up and share.”
He sits back, leaving my neck cold in his wake. He releases my hands and shifts away a little.
“Now, consider that some incentive to get you going.”
“Incentive?”
“Yeah, incentive.” He leans forward a little. “You want to get off so bad, tell me what I need to know, and I’ll make that happen.”
A shiver runs down my spine, and I wonder if he senses that along with whatever body language I’m displaying. The very idea of talking about my experiences—or lack thereof—makes me feel exposed and vulnerable. He’s right about incentive though. I want to tell him anything and everything he wants just to get his hands on me again, but I can’t bring myself to talk about something so personal.
“It’s just hard to put it all into words,” I finally say.
“Would you feel better about this discussion if you got to ask me questions first?”
“Yeah, I might.”
