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My heart hammers.
“Tell me what you know about the BDSM community,” he says, his voice low.
Stirring in my seat, I fidget with my hands on my lap. BDSM? Well, I know I’ve watched a few intense pornos on the matter. It reminds me of the time I once was asked to belittle a man during sex. He was turned on by being degraded, and even asked me to tell him that his parents never loved him.
Shaking the memory away, my cheeks become flushed.
“Bondage, kinky sex. Sadism. Does that sound about right?”
“Any personal experience?” he asks.
“No,” I begin, barely any sound to my voice. “I don’t have experience, but what exactly does this have to do with anything?”
Jaxon remains silent, watching me vigilantly.
And finally, it clicks.
“I’d like for you to submit to me during your stay.”
“Submit,” I echo, while his eyes feverishly explore mine. “You want me to be your pet?”
“Submissive,” Jaxon Edwards corrects. “This is consensual, Sasha, between both parties. If you will accompany me back to my hotel suite, then we can discuss this further.”
“You’re asking me to go up to your hotel room after telling me you’re into Sadism?”
“I’m not holding you captive, Ms. Pierce. You can leave at any given moment. However, I’d love to claim you as mine.”
Claim me?
I’m at a loss for words. I can hardly breathe. I’m so upset that this is happening, and I’m even more upset that it’s bothering me so much. Why should I care? I allow men to use my body as a prostitute. Although, there’s one huge difference here.
What I have with my clients is considered regular sex.Vanilla, far from kinky. I’m the one in charge of what I will and will not do. I tell men how it’s going to be, and when it’s going to end.
This man sitting beside me is a Dominant. I would be giving up everything I’ve ever known to learn something entirely different. Truthfully, I don’t know if I’d be able to handle that.
Mr. Edwards pulls back onto the road without warning.
“Is this what you do?” I sarcastically question. “Pick up random women on the side of the road and ask them to become your Submissive?”
A smirk plays at his lips. “There’s a first for everything.”
“Oh, is there?”
“I don’t prefer to waste time.” He flashes me an intense glance for a moment, before turning away. “If I want something, I go for it, and in most cases, I get it. It’s as simple as that.”
His car comes screeching to an abrupt stop as we arrive at a set of lights. As I turn to look at him, he’s already staring.
“I can’t say yes until I learn more,” I firmly say.
“I’ll explain whatever you’d like to know once we’re situated in my hotel suite. I’d rather not have this discussion in the car.”
“Fine.”
“I’m a man with certain needs, Sasha, and I hope you can fulfill them. If not, this arrangement can’t and will not happen. Understand?”
“This is more than just me posing as your fiancée. You want me to be a lady and your fake future wife-to-be around your family, and then when it’s just you and I, you want me to be your pet.”
“Fuck,” he growls. “I don’t refer to my Subs as pets.”
