Page 45 of Man Scape


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“So you want me to be in charge.”

Did I? He’d dragged me into the storage room and then touched me. He’d talked me all the way through it but haddefinitelybeen in charge. Then… yes. I did. I wanted to be told what to do. I nodded. “Yes, please. Clear instructions. I follow them very well.”

“I like things a little dark. A little dirty. You learned that last night.”

Did his voice get deeper?

A shift came over him, as if he was already slipping into a mode where he was the boss. Like the night before. He asked for my consent more than once. Asked if I liked what he was doing. At the same time, he was whispering filthy things in my ear while touching me in the boldest and potent of ways.

That was what I’d craved all day. What had silently and subconsciously lured me here tonight.

“I… I liked it,” I admitted.

“But?” he prodded.

But should I like that? I looked down at my hands in my lap, folded them together. Daniel hadn’t gone running the night before. Or laughed at me letting out this passionate and uninhibited side of myself I never knew even existed. Reading steamy romance novels and imagining sexy things while using my vibrator was one thing. Actually doing the stuff in those books with Daniel? Hot, yes. But– No buts. Only butts.

I tipped up my chin. “No. I liked it.”

“But you’ve been wondering all day if liking it was wrong. That going into a bar’s storeroom with a man who finger fucks you isn’t what good girls do.”

I blushed, then nodded. I wasn’t sure how he knew that, but he did.

“You want a contract to know that anything we do is okay. That you don’t have to wonder if it’s wrong or I won’t like it or anything else. That you don’t have to be a good girl with me.”

Wow, he understood. “Yes, that’s right.”

He shook his head. “How about this? Skip the paper. Anything we do in this house is okay. You don’t have to worry about doing anything right or wrong, if it’s too naughty to share. You can scream. Whimper. Beg. Sweat. Cream. Hell, you can squirt. All good. Any hole. Any fantasy. Any naughty word that falls from those lips. All good.”

I glanced around. “So this house is the contract.”

“Yes. If you don’t like something, you say so. I stop and we talk about it. Period.”

“Just like that?”

“Yeah. Just like that. And I’m in charge.”

I could climb on his lap and touch him and it was okay. I could tell him I wanted to be bent over the dining table and it was okay. Whatever I wanted and craved wasn’t going to be shamed or laughed at. I was relieved and comforted and turned on with it.

“No relationship. It ends when I leave town. In this house, whatever gets you hot goes. It’ll be my job to give it to you.”

Was this actually happening? It seemed insane, but my vagina was telling me yes,yes,YES!

So I said, “Yes.”

20

DANIEL

She said yes.I was up and had her tossed over my shoulder before she stopped nodding her head. I took the stairs two at a time. Earl gave a woof, perhaps the canine version of thego get ‘emslap on the back from one male to another.

“Daniel! What are you doing?” she shrieked. Her small hand was on my ass, but I didn’t think she even knew.

“Our dogs might be fine with others watching, but I mind.”

I entered my bedroom and used my foot to kick the door shut behind us. Carefully, and slowly, I lowered her to her feet, letting her brush down every hard inch of me.

“You always wear fuck-me red panties, sweet girl?”

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