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“A little turned on by it?”His gaze slid down her face to her chest and then lower.
“More than just a little,” she admitted.
“Then let’s go over some parameters in general.Direct genital contact, yes or no?”
“Yes.”
“Penetrative sex?”
Did she want this man’s dick in her, despite the fact that they’d only just met?Yes, yes she did.
“Yes.”
“Oral?”
“Yes to giving and receiving.”
He grinned, staring at her lips.“Good.How formal do you like it?”
“I don’t like high protocol for the sake of itself.”
“I get that, and same.I want you to talk to me.I want to know what you’re thinking and feeling.”
“Emotional intimacy,” she said softly.
He paused to consider, then shrugged.“I guess so, but what I’m getting at is that if I’m going to top you, I need you to communicate with me.”He touched the center of her upturned palm with two fingers, pressing hard.
Nomi sucked in air at the unexpected intimacy, her fingers curling in response, her fingertips brushing his hand.
“Honest communication.That means you prioritize honesty over saying or doing what you think I, or anyone else, wants to hear.”
“I’ll do my best.”
He started to say something but she shook her head.“That’s all I can promise.Like I said, it’s protective.”
He considered her for a long moment.“I won’t ask you to trust me, but I will ask you to trust that I’m being honest.If I say that I want to fuck you—and I do—it’s not about the game.It’s not even about you being one of my people.It’s that I can’t wait to have you naked and wet and submissive, ready to take my cock.”
They went over a few more rules, her safe word protocol, and both their personal boundaries, but the visual he’d painted hung between them, heavy and hot, just waiting to be let free.
Finally, Tareq tucked the papers back in the folder.When he rose, Nomi held her breath.
Tareq held out his hand and she took it, rising to her feet.Then Tareq adjusted his grip from her fingers to her wrist and a little shiver of mingled relief and pleasure skittered down her spine.
As he guided her out of the library, any fear she had about not being able to let go enough to scene with this man evaporated, because with each step they took she felt more and more submissive.
And that was dangerous too, but it was too late to turn back.
Chapter5
He hadn’t managed to secure one of the playrooms, but he had bartered for—and that had been fun helping out with “S” last night—one of the hotel rooms.
Many members didn’t just come up to Las Palmas for an evening, but made a weekend of it.Sometimes it was due to simple logistics.Depending on how far they lived from Malibu, it could be a very long drive.Other times it was about immersion—shutting out the real world and diving into the kink for more than an evening.Either way, Las Palmas had separate buildings away from the main courtyards with both hostel-style dorms and these hotel-like rooms which could be reserved by any member.
Las Palmas’s three main courtyards each had a theme, coupled with a specific type of playroom.Of those three courts, the Sub Rosa court’s rooms were the most “normal.”They looked like bedrooms, but were well equipped playrooms.In contrast, these hotel rooms were normal bedrooms, with a few extras that made them adaptable for kink.
Tareq opened the door and stepped through, then held it for Nomi.He still held her wrist, but as she walked into the bedroom he released it, not wanting to put her arm in an awkward position.
He stopped short when her fingers grabbed his, her grip on his hand almost desperate.
