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But she is cute. I have to give her that. There’s a part of me that’s dying to see just how dirty she can get. It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve suspected I have a corruption kink.
That’s not what we’re here to do, Eden. Get your head straight.
Not that I know exactly what it is we’re here to do. I’m still not a hundred-percent sure why I agreed to this in the first place.
Looking curious, she glances around the room as she clutches her wineglass to her chest. “So you…tie people up in here?”
“Sometimes.”
Her eyes widen in my direction. “What else…do you do to them?”
Something about her questions makes me laugh. I make my way to the sofa, inviting her to sit next to me. “Why don’t we back up a bit and start at the beginning?”
She perches on the edge of the seat and takes another sip of her wine. “Yes, good plan.”
“Tell me everything you do know,” I say as I take a sip.
I let her ramble for a few minutes. Mostly to grasp a better understanding of how much she understands, but also because…I like to watch her talk. She’s so animated and enthusiastic. Jade doesn’t seem like the kind of woman who embarrasses easily, and I find that endearing but also…sexy.
There’s so much a person could do with a woman like Jade. She’s curious and eager, without fear or shame or judgment. As much as she wants to be dominant, I have a feeling she’d also be a beautiful submissive.
When she stops babbling, I hold out a hand to interrupt. “It sounds like you’ve done your research. You understand thewhat, but do you understand thewhy?”
Her brows pinch inward as she shakes her head. “No.”
I lean back in my chair. “Dominance is about so much more than control. It’s about connection and trust. It’s about pleasure and knowing what you want. Does the idea of having control of someone else turn you on?”
She seems to think about this for a moment before she bites her bottom lip and smiles. “Yes. But not always.”
“That’s okay,” I reply.
As I lean back in my seat, I stare at Jade and try to decide what the hell I’m going to teach this girl. I could start from the very beginning of my blogging days and walk her through every single step I learned, but for some reason, that doesn’t feel right for her. It’s not that she wants to learn how to be dominant in the bedroom. It’s that she wants to be more dominant in her life.
“Actually…” An idea hits me, and I stand up. She follows suit, jumping up and staring at me expectantly. “Let’s go for a little walk through the club,” I say.
It’s hard to describe the expression that passes over her face—half excitement, half fear. And once again, it makes me chuckle a bit to myself.
“Okay,” she says eagerly, placing her wineglass on the glass coffee table. I do the same and lead her to the door.
As we reach the hallway, I walk, glancing back at her as she follows. “The first thing you need to do is completely unlearn everything you know about sexuality and shame. You grew up in a world that conditioned you to believe that men are more sex-driven than women and that any woman who enjoys and values sex is a whore, slut, et cetera. So, our first lesson is going to show you what an empowered, sexual woman looks like.”
Rule #11: Be confident.
Jade
My heart is going a mile a minute as I follow Eden through the dim hallway on the club’s second level. As we make our way toward the same set of stairs I had walked up to get here, I pick up on the sounds of sex to my left, just beyond the thick black curtain.
We pass through the VIP bar upstairs and then down the grand staircase. Throughout the entire walk, Eden talks, and I scurry behind her to hear everything.
“The first step in understanding dominance is harnessing the confidence to demand what you want and knowing it’s your right to take it. Yes, it sounds selfish. It’s supposed to be.”
“Okay,” I stammer as I catch up.
The farther we get through the club, the harder it becomes to listen to what she’s saying. We enter the main room on the first floor. There is a bar on the left, surrounded by patrons, and a small stage on the right. It’s empty at the moment, but there are more people gathered around high-top bar tables scattered through the space. Loud music with a heavy beat plays over the speakers throughout the entirety of the club.
We don’t stop in the main room, though. She leads me all the way through to a curtained hallway on the other side.
With a quick nod to the bouncer standing next to the entrance, she passes through as he opens it for her. I’m quick to follow, shooting him a nervous smile.
