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Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. That is the hottest shit I’ve ever heard.
“I don’t want to wait four dates.”
“But we’re going to. When we have sex, Michelle, it won’t be some quickie. It won’t be some casual fuck buddy arrangement. I’m serious. Once I’m inside you, I won’t share.”
“And if I already know I won’t share, even though we haven’t even fucked yet? And if I know a fuck buddy is not what I want from you? I may have started that kiss, but you definitely controlled it. I liked that. I didn’t realize I would, but I do. But you aren’t deciding what we do and dictating to me, Lorenzo. I’m not a little girl. You are not the first man I’ve been with. I know what I want, and I don’t need four dates to figure that out. I don’t need four dates to be convinced I won’t regret this. I sorta resent that you think I need that long to make up my mind. Don’t you think I’m capable of making these types of decisions?”
“I didn’t say that, and I’m sorry if that’s how it came across. I want us to get to know each other for real. Once we have sex, there’s no undoing that. I want whatever this is to be about more than just getting each other off. Once we have sex, I won’t be the one to walk away.”
“So, you assume I will be.”
“I don’t want either of us going anywhere. That’s why I want it to be more than just physical.”
I study him for a moment.
“When’s the last time you had a serious relationship?”
“Senior year of college.”
“That was — what — ten years ago?”
“Yes. I’m not a monk, Chelle. But I also don’t do random hook ups or one-night stands. That has never been me. I’ve had fuck buddies and other arrangements, but I haven’t had a girlfriend in a decade. You’re the first woman in a decade that’s made me want to open up. I don’t want to fuck it up.”
Arrangements? What the fuck does that — oh shit.
“By arrangements, do you mean subs?”
He freezes before he shakes his head.
“No. I am not a Dom, and I’ve never had a sub. But I go to BDSM clubs where I roleplay with certain partners more than once. Does that bother you?”
Does it?
I shake my head.
“No. I know nothing about that, but — the way you kissed me. I’ve never been kissed like that before. I want more of that. I liked how it felt.”
His hand had lowered to my waist, but it goes back to my hair and fists it.
“If there’s something you want to try, tell me. I will do whatever I can to make it happen.”
He kisses me again, and I sigh. I sag into him as he presses me against the car again. It feels beyond amazing to let him lead. It’s not like I’m not participating. I am. I’m sucking his tongue as his cock thrusts against my pussy. His free hand grabs my ass and squeezes. It hurts, but I don’t want him to stop. Other guys have gotten rougher than they realized and squeezed my ass or my tits too hard, and I didn’t like it. With Lorenzo, I can’t get enough.
“Tell me when to stop. If I hurt you, I’ll be pissed,piccolina. I’m serious.”
“It hurts, but you’re not harming me. Don’t stop. Harder.”
And I mean it, and he obliges. It lifts me onto my toes, and I moan. But what he said a moment ago crashes over me, and I realize it does bother me. I pull back.
“You said you go and you roleplay as in the present tense. These arrangements — are you exclusive with these partners? Do they think you’re only with them?”
“Chelle, there is nothing romantic about it. It’s not a relationship. It’s people who enjoy having sex in certain ways, and they’ve found partners who enjoy it too.”
I nod.
“Chelle, I enjoy BDSM, but not enough to pick it or those women over you.”
“But we barely know each other.”
