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She doesn’t respond right away, but she doesn’t seem uncomfortable. More like she’s thinking.
“I liked being naked out here earlier,” Ava says. “When you… ate me out. Something about being in public, but not, you know?”
“You like being watched? Or the idea of being watched?”
“I think I like the idea of expressing my sexuality freely, without the risk of people knowing and judging me. It was the same thing dressing more skimpy on the beach in Italy. Nobody knew who I was. I was just some anonymous woman.”
My mind is already racing with ideas. “So to summarize… other than freely exploring your sexuality… you like being dominated, treated roughly, given orders, and made to ask permission for your orgasms? Did I miss anything?”
She giggles. “You forgot the hand on my neck. And I forgot to mention hair pulling. And also just like… The way you overpower me. I like being able to struggle a bit, and then you just break through it.”
“Jesus, Ava… you’re 19? What did the internetdoto your generation?”
“Hey, we inherited it from you old geezers… We’re not the ones who invented internet porn. Take some credit for how fucked up you made us, you deserveit.”
I laugh. When’s the last time I genuinely laughed? She makes me feel so light. “I have a suggestion,” I purr. “How about you can fight against me as much as you want, and I’ll trust that it doesn’t really mean shit unless you use your safeword.”
Her eyes light up. “...Okay, wow. I really like that. What’s my safeword?”
“Your safeword is‘red.’”
“‘Red.’Got it.” Ava looks down. “I… feel lightheaded. I literally can’t believe we just had this conversation.”
“Why not?”
“In my home, we didn’t talk openly about sex. It was always this shameful thing. It just feels crazy to be saying this stuff so normally.”
I grin at her. “It’s not shameful here. My house, my rules.”
She shakes her head in amazement. “Damn, it really is your rules. So, what, are you like… my dom now?”
“Do you want me to be?”
She bites her lip. “Kinda.”
“So say it.”
“Come on, are you really going to make me—”
“Say it,”I growl.
“I want you to be my dom,” she admits, blushing.
“Good girl,” I whisper, pulling her into a kiss.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Ava
There’s this intense, lingering excitement inside me when I wake up the next morning in Alessandro’s bed.Our bed,I realize. Last night almost didn’t feel real. From being full of dread at the idea of a life with him, to nervous anticipation at the idea of these new things we’re going to explore together. What a journey that whole conversation was.
I can’t believe I admitted to him all that stuff I’m into. I wasn’t kidding when I said that in my father’s home, sex wasn’t discussed. Now, thanks to friends and TV and the Internet, I didn’t grow up, like,supersheltered, but just the idea of talking openly aboutdirty sex thingsbrings me this deep undercurrent of embarrassment.
Much less telling my new husband that I want him to be my dom. Jesus, that really happened?
I haven’t opened my eyes yet. I’m still groggy, but in the best possible way, feeling cozy and turned on and safe all at the same time. Wanting to cuddle, I start to turn over, but something stops me.
Huh?I try again, my eyes blinking open. But my hands won’t move. As I orient myself, I realize they’re secured tightly above my head.
