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“Good.I got slightly off track telling you about my white-knight moment—”
“I liked it,” she said softly.“I…I know what you meant.I sometimes feel the same.I mean from the other side.”
He petted her legs and smiled.“Good.But I distracted us from our assignment.”
She blinked, her brain blank.
“Questions,” he clarified, clearly reading her expression.“Now that I have you spread out just the way I want you, it’s time to ask some questions.”
Chapter10
He couldn’t keep his hands off those tits.Tareq cupped Nomi’s heavy breasts, squeezing them together.Luckily, he didn’t have to keep his hands off her breasts.She was his to play with, and she was quite literally helpless to stop him.
The part of him that worried about his deviant needs, that constantly questioned his desires, pointed out that she wasn’t helpless.That one word from her and this all stopped.
He pushed that voice aside.Of course, he’d stop if she used her safe word.He’d found that ninety percent of the time he put on the brakes long before a sub did.
She was both helpless, and completely in control of what happened.She could stop this at any time.
That might be the reality, but that was not what the situation looked like.She looked…
Helpless.Deliciously so.
She looked like a fucking feast of soft flesh that was his to touch, pleasure, and abuse.
“Is this…I mean are the questions an interrogation?”
She was watching him from under her lashes and it made him want to kiss her.
“It could be, I guess.It just says ‘questions’.”He sat back, keeping his hands on her ankles above the straps just to maintain contact.“I’m going to ask a question, and you’ll answer it.”
Her brows rose.“That’s it?”
“Yep.”
She looked dubious and he smiled.
“Asking and answering questions is what normal people call a conversation,” she pointed out.“But conversations usually don’t involve one person being naked.”
“And helpless,” he added in a low voice.“Naked and helpless.”
She swallowed, back arching just a little bit.
“So that’s why this isn’t a conversation.It’s questions.”
She eyed him, and he wondered if she’d ask the question he could see on her face.Would he punish or reward her based on her answers?
He’d thought about doing it that way, but that was too obvious.He wanted to do this a little differently.
Tareq slid his hands up to her knees, spreading them a little as a reminder that she wasn’t allowed to hide her pussy.A reminder that he was in control of her body.
“What was your first real BDSM experience?”
Nomi’s bodyhummed with anticipation, so much so that it took a moment for her to process his question.
“My first real...?”
“Yes.However you define it.”
