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Pulling my brows together, I scan the pages and walk to the comfort of the counter as I read. Things like anal, impact, and sensation play, along with bondage, stick out to me on my first read-through. On my second, I notice spitting, fisting, and double penetration. My mind reels with the words. I would like to think I’m some sort of sex goddess, but I’m not, and this shit almost scares me.
“You want to do these things to me? What, are you some sort of Dom?” I squeak, hating that my voice is coming out exactly how I feel. Small.
“Only what you’re comfortable with. And I’m a pleasure Dom. I get off on a few different things, but mainly, I get my pleasure from pleasing whoever I’m with.”
“You get off from pleasing others, but how does that correlate with fisting? Because that seems painful if I’m being honest.”
He shakes his head. “Some things you may not like or imagine are another person’s fantasy. Pleasure comes in many forms, Juliet. It isn’t a one-size-fits-all.”
I nod and keep reading, changing the subject. The very last section is similar to the agreement in the book I was reading. “One night only and you’ll pay me?”
“Yes.”
“Do I have to call you Sir?”
He shakes his head again. “I haven’t earned that yet, so you can call me Mr. Taylor.”
I’m kind of baffled. Here I was, hating my life and wanting more excitement, and suddenly, a man straight from my dreams walks into the store and is now offering me said excitement? It’s hard to believe this is even real.
“Just one night, Juliet. That’s all I’m asking.”
I nod like I understand when really, I don’t. “Why me?”
He shakes his head. “The real question is why not? Is it so hard to believe a man like me would be smitten with a woman like you?”
“Actually, it is.”
He scoffs. “If that’s the case, then let me show you instead. Sign that paper and I’ll take you to the highest highs you’ve ever felt. I’ll show you how a real man fucks.”
My heart skips a beat in my chest, and my pussy quivers. Quivers. For too long, I’ve been waiting for some sort of opportunity to fall in my lap, and now it’s here, and it’s only one night. It would be nice to actually have human flesh under me as I come instead of a stream of water.
Against my better judgment and every alarm sounding in my head, I tick off the things I’m not comfortable with, then sign my name on the dotted line.
