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Sitting silent for a moment, I could tell she was battling between her fears and her sexual fantasies at the idea of letting herself go and being controlled in such a way. But by her body's reaction to the thoughts, her curiosity was definitely winning out. "So, what is all involved in what you do?"
Taking her drink out of her hand, I set it down on the coffee table and moved into her space. "First, let me ask you this. Do you trust me?"
Looking straight into my eyes, I could see her answer even before it spilled from her lips. "Yes, I do."
Taking a breath, I explained to her. "I want you to know... I don't usually do relationships. I've always had agreements with the women who want to be my subs."
She continued to stare at me with intense eyes. "What kind of agreements did you have with them? And why didn't you have relationships with them?"
Trying to figure out the best way to explain this to her, I finally said, "we had verbal exclusivity agreements. I was their Dom and they were my sub for however long we decided that would be. I took care of them at all times, but our activities never existed outside the club. I never brought them into my real world. I've always had rules against that until I met you. You turned my world upside down that day. I didn't know how to be with you, but not be what I was without scaring you, because I knew you weren't part of this world and may never choose to be."
When she placed her hand on my arm, and a flame licked its way through my blood when she did. "I really wish you would have trusted me enough to be honest with me."
Letting out a heavy breath, I explained. "I just couldn't take the thought that you would possibly think of me as a monster if I told you the truth."
Placing her hand under my chin, causing a very unfamiliar feeling, she brought my eyes to hers. "I would never think of you as a monster, Archer. You're a good man, I know that deep down in my heart. Did you screw this whole thing with us up? Yes," she said with a chuckle. “But it doesn't make you a monster because of your sexual desires."
Taking her hand in mine, I asked the million-dollar question. "Do you think you would ever want to be with me after you've seen and heard some of what I'm about?"
Blowing out a heavy breath, she stared at me. "You know when I first walked in there tonight, Iwasuncomfortable, but still curious. And the more I saw, the more I thought of trying some of those things. But honestly, when I thought about doing them with someone... you were the only man who came to mind. You're theonlyman I thought of that I would trust enough to try something like what I saw there tonight. And then there you were right before my very eyes, like I had somehow conjured you up with my thoughts."
I brushed my finger down her cheek. "I'm glad to hear you say that because I don't know what I would do if another man was to show you any of the things, I want to open your mind to." Looking at her for a moment, I asked. "Will you allow me to show you some of those things tonight?" When she nodded her head, I informed her. "First rule is you always respond to my questions with words. When things get intense, you're going to need to use your words to tell me how you're feeling. I will learn your body’s reactions and tolerance levels eventually, but at first, I will need you to verbalize where you're at."
When she nodded her head again, I raised a brow at her. "Sorry, yes, I understand," she said with a giggle that told me that she was clearly nervous.
"And then I always use the universal safe words. Green means you're good, yellow means you're approaching your limit. And red means all play needs to come to an end because you have hit your limit. But know that when you say red, everything comes to a complete halt. So please don't just say it out of fear. If you begin to feel afraid of anything that we are doing, say the word yellow and then you can tell me your concerns about what we're doing and then we can discuss it. From there I'll decide if you're able to handle more or not. And most important of all, your safety is my number one priority. As a Dom and as a man it is my job to make sure that you are well cared for, both physically and mentally. Anything you need, you come to me and me only, Sloane. If we do this, you need to know that I will not tolerate your relationship with Jared to go on any longer. You will need to end things with him. You will bemineand onlymine.No other man will ever touch you. And last.... I want you to know that you're the first woman I've ever wanted to have more with, so I'm going to fuck this up sometime because this is all new territory for me. But I've never wanted this with anyone else more than I want it with you... only you."
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8
Sloane
As I sat here, listeningto him explain all the rules and parameters of what our relationship would be like; should I decide I want to move forward with this. I'm both shocked and curious, and if I was being truthful, turned on. The idea that he wanted to possess my body scared the hell out of me, but that feeling of fear wasn't like a true fear. It was more like going on a roller coaster that you knew you were terrified of, but you did it anyway for the adrenaline rush you got from it. Archer was my roller coaster. Anytime we were together it was always an adrenaline rush. He always made me feel safe as if he already commanded my body and soul in such a way that it blindsided me every time. But his demand that I end things with Jared had me feeling guilty for the hurt that I was going to inevitably cause Jared. Guilty for the feelings I still had for him, enough to know that I still cared about him. Looking at Archer for a moment, I asked. "Can I at least still be friends with him?"
Darkness filled his eyes as he gritted out his one-word answer with such a harsh tone that it left no room for any further negotiations. "No." When my eyes turned downward with my thoughts, he asked. "Do you love him, Sloane?”
