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“Your place?” I reply. “That feels different.”
“It is.” There’s a hint of worry in his voice.
“I mean, did you discuss what we would do? Is she going to demonstrate again, or is this…just sex?” I ask, biting my nail again.
“What do you want, babe?” he gently asks.
“I thought it was pretty obvious what I want,” I reply, trying to dodge the words I’m not ready to say.
“I need to hear you say it, Jade.”
Dammit.
Taking a deep breath, I squeeze my eyes shut as I just come out with it. “I want more than a demonstration. I don’t want to just watch this time. I want to really be with her, both of us. I mean…if that’s what she wants. Do you think…that’s what she wants?”
On the other end of the line, he lets out a breathy laugh. “Well, when I told her today how much you wanted her, she seemed pretty interested.”
My jaw falls open again. “You told her that?” I shriek.
He laughs a little harder. “Yes, I did. And judging by her reaction, I think she wants the same things you want.”
It feels impossible. A woman like her wanting someone like me?
But what are we talking about? Just sex? Or something more?
I can’t help but recall my conversation today with my dad, wondering if I’m jumping into this too fast. He’s in my head now, making me worry about everything.
Should I be more jealous of Clay and Eden? If their relationship was just about her being his Domme, then I have nothing to worry about. Unless there really was more.
And how do my feelings for her fit into this equation?
“Tomorrow night, Jade,” Clay adds. “Are you sure this is what you want?”
I take a deep breath and answer as honestly as I can. “Yes. This is what I want.”
Rule #28: Don’t be afraid to try something new.
Eden
“Relax. I’ve got you.”
“Fuck.” He groans as I thrust again. It’s a goodfuck, which means I was right. He does love this.
With both of us kneeling on the bed, me behind him, I love how his body leans into mine as I hold his cock. With a tight grip, I stroke to the rhythm of my thrusts. I can feel every tremble. Every spasm and shudder.
Reaching behind, he grabs my hip as the toy grazes his prostate, making him groan again. This time, his cock leaks precum onto my fingers.
“I told you you’d like it,” I mutter in his ear.
“Fuck, don’t stop.” He groans. “Harder.”
With my hand on the back of his neck, I shove him onto all fours and grab his hips, driving the strap-on farther inside him.
“You want to come, don’t you?” I ask in a teasing tone.
“Yes, Madame.”
“Then ask nicely,” I say on a thrust.
