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I want to finger Christina, make her come apart using only my hand. I want her to come undone for me.
I want her to scream for me.
And then I want to make love to her slowly, deeply, perfectly.
I want to fuck her so wholly that she doesn’t need anyone else, doesn’t need anything else. I want to fuck her so she knows that she’s perfect, so she knows that she’s beautiful, so she knows that she’s the most incredible woman at Anchored.
“He did an okay job,” she says finally. “But I’m still sitting,” Christina points out.
“Maybe he just didn’t want you to be sore tomorrow.”
“Being sore is half the fun,” she says quietly.
I pull up to a two-story house and park in the driveway. It’s a blue house with a big yard. There’s a chair on the porch, and I imagine Christina likes to sit there while she watches her daughter play.
“What are you saying, Christina?” Oh, I think she’s inviting me inside, but I want to be sure. I’m more than happy to take her inside and show her what it truly means to be Dominated, what it really means to give herself over to someone. I’m more than happy to do that, but she has to be ready.
She has to want it.
She has to ask for it.
I’m not going to play with someone who can’t say what they want, what they need. If she wants me to come inside, I’m not going to assume. She can ask, and I will give her anything she needs.
Christina looks at her house, and then she looks at me, and then she looks back at the house. She takes a deep breath, and she seems to be wrestling with the decision she has to make.
Finally, she turns to me.
“Zack,” she whispers. “Would you like to come inside?”
Chapter 11
Christina
I take a deep breath as I unlock the door.
“Wait,” Zack says, and my heart drops. Is he backing out? Is he changing his mind?
“What?” I turn back to him, trying not to sound too disappointed. He has every right to change his mind. BDSM is all about being safe, sane, and consensual. If he doesn’t feel like the moment’s right, then that’s fine. I’ll be okay. Everything will be okay.
“Do you want to call someone or text someone before we go inside? I know we’ve only just met, Christina. I want to make sure you’re comfortable with me before we’re alone in your house.”
“Oh,” I blush. Talk about being a fucking gentleman. “No, I’m fine, but thank you. I have your business card.”
“If you’re certain,” he says.
“I’m sure.”
We go into the house and I drop my bag next to the door. Zack steps inside and I close and lock the door behind him. Then I point to the kitchen.
“Can I get you a drink?”
“The only thing I want is you,” he says, and he pushes me against the wall and kisses me hard. If I was wearing panties, they’d be soaked, but I didn’t change back after the club. I just grabbed my bag and threw my coat on. Beneath the coat, I’m only wearing my black bra and miniskirt.
And suddenly, I feel very, very naked.
And very, very excited.
Playing at Anchored is fun and exciting. It feels a little bit dangerous and a little bit naughty, but Zack kissing me in my own house is different.
