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“Oh, yeah,” I reply, relaxing my shoulders. “I won’t tell him if you don’t want me to.”
Then, as we stand in silence for a moment, I feel the question creeping up that I’ve been dying to ask her. He told me he stopped coming. But I need to hear it from her too.
This is the woman Clay had feelings for, and while she didn’t feel the same for him, I still have a gnawing sense of jealousy burrowed deep in my bones.
“You’re not still…” I mumble. When her fierce eyes land on my face, I straighten my shoulders.
Be confident.
Ask for what you want.
“You’re not still seeing him, are you? As a Domme, I mean.”
Her brow folds inward, and her eyes narrow. “No. Although that information is technically private, I can tell you I haven’t seen him in a few months.”
I could ask more, and I’m dying to, but if I press her for more information, she might shut me out. My goal here is to learn to be more like her, then Clay may feel for me the way he did for her.
This might be about me more than him, but with every passing day, I realize I want him to be a permanent part of me. Which means I’m doing this forus.
Rule #12: Don’t teach your ex-boyfriend’s current girlfriend how to tie you up.
Eden
“Have you ever tied anyone up like that?” Jade whispers a bit too loudly from the back of the instruction room.
I nod, keeping my eyes on Silla at the front of the room. She’s currently demonstrating various knots, and I want Jade to pay attention to this, but she can hardly keep still, let alone pick up on the skills Silla is teaching.
Jade is holding the ropes in her hands, her brow furrowed as she glances at her hands and back up to Silla, comparing her square knot to the instructor’s.
“I might have to stick to handcuffs,” Jade says, and I stifle a silent laugh as I reach out to help her.
“This rope should go through that loop.”
“Oh, shit,” Jade curses before tossing the mess of rope on the table.
“Practice these knots,” Silla says to the class. “I’ll come around to assist where it’s needed.”
Jade is growing flustered as she undoes the knots she made and tries again.
“Don’t get frustrated,” I say softly as I turn to her. “You’re the one in control, remember?”
“Yeah, well, I’m not very good at this.”
“Here,” I say, holding out my wrists together. “Try a simple knot, like Silla showed you on me. Doing it on another person might be easier.”
Jade takes a deep breath and protrudes her lower lip to blow her bangs out of her eyes. They need a trim, but I’ll admit—it’s pretty cute when she does that.
Now that I’ve spent a few days with Jade, I can see why Clay likes her so much. She’s confident but not cocky. Cute, but also sexy. Smart, yet curious and naive. She’s a walking, talking paradox, and I don’t think I would ever get bored unraveling all of her personality’s complicated bits.
All this to say, I like her.
More than I expected and far more than I should.
In fact, I’ve started looking forward to our little lessons. Tonight is only her fourth session, but I am not supposed to be enjoying them so much.
I’ll admit, that first night I threw her into the deep end. I figured if she couldn’t handle public masturbation in the voyeur room, she wasn’t cut out for this, and she likely wouldn’t bother returning.
I was wrong.
