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With her treats in hand, she settled in one of the overstuffed chairs at the far end of the cafe. Nobody else was around, which suited her perfectly fine. It wasn’t often she had time to simply sit and read in silence anymore. Pulling her e-reader from her purse, she turned it on and prepared to dive back into the Christmas thriller she’d downloaded specifically for this trip.
“Michelle?”
She very nearly groaned but caught herself just in time. Looking up, she forced herself to smile at her intruder. “Hello. Here to deliver more Christmas trees?”
“Ah, no, actually. Just had a meeting with Derek to finalize some of the decorations he ordered for the Christmas party.”
“Cool.” What the hell was she supposed to do now? Her mother would have told her to invite him to sit, because it was “the polite thing to do”, but she really just wanted to be left alone to read her book.
But in the end, her upbringing won out. “Would you like to have a seat?”
“Yeah. Sure.”
Was it her imagination, or did he seem nervous? She couldn’t imagine why she would make a man like him nervous, so she put it down to her own overactive imagination.
Until he sat and rubbed the palms of his hands on his jeans and cleared his throat about three times.
“Do you need some water?”
“What?” He blinked at her, as if surprised to find her sitting there. “No, no. But, ah, there is something I wanted to ask you.”
“Okay...”
“Derek mentioned you have some time scheduled in the dungeon this evening and I wanted to see if you’d be interested in playing. With me. As my submissive.”
Would she be interested in letting this ginger giant tie her up and do all sorts of humiliating, painful, deliciously depraved things to her?
Was Hans Gruber falling off Nakatomi Tower the best part of the holidays?
Hell, yes.
“Maybe,” she said instead, not wanting to seem overly eager. The part of her that dreaded social interactions was shifted to the background, just like when she was working. And the confident, straightforward, no-bullshit-allowed part of her took over. “What did you have in mind?”
Chapter 6
Considering he’d half expected her to simply laugh in his face, “maybe” was an even better response than he’d dared to hope for.
“Nothing too out there,” he heard himself say, as if in a dream.
She’d pinned her hair up again, not in the same deliberately sexy way as she had for dinner the night before, but there was something about the casual style that he found even more irresistible. What would it be like to sink his hands into that mass of curls, use them to guide her to her knees, to hold her head back as he fucked her from behind?
“I’m going to need more specifics than that,” she said, her lips curving up in an amused, feminine smile. “How are you with ropes?”
“As it happens, I’m excellent with them.” It helped that he worked with ropes and knots all day for work, but he’d had plenty of more… personal experience, as well. Had trained specifically in their use because he enjoyed them so much. “Would you like me to tie you up, Michelle?”
“I would love that.” The sigh she gave could only be described as dreamy, which he counted in his favor. “And if it’s not too forward, I’d also love to have some difficulty sitting comfortably for the next few days, if you catch my drift. I don’t get to play as the bottom that often, so it would be lovely to have a session that stays with me for a while.”
If he’d ever played with a submissive as direct as her before, he couldn’t remember. It was oddly refreshing. “That can be arranged. Derek shared your survey with me last night. He thought we might be a good match. So I’ve already read over all of your limits, and I didn’t see anything I can’t work with. Is there anything you’d like to add that wasn’t covered on the survey?”
“I don’t think so. It was very thorough.”
“Yeah, it is. Do you have any questions for me?”
“What kind of experience do you have? I’m going to assume since Master Derek pointed you in my direction, that he would vouch for you, but I’d like to hear it from you.”
Good girl. “I’ve been in the scene for about twelve years. I trained at a club in Philipsburg, took all the classes I could, especially the ones involving rope. I’ve played with several submissives, both at the club and here at Rawhide, and I’ve had two long-term relationships with women who lived full-time as my submissives. Derek has spoken with both of them, I believe, as well as the owner of the club where I trained.”
“Excellent. I assume we’ll be using the standard Ranch safewords?”
