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Ruslan nodded absentmindedly as he lowered himself gracefully to the floor, but I wasn’t sure he was hearing what I’d actually said. So when he was beautifully kneeling between my legs, I ignored the sexy sight in front of me to cup his chin and keep his gaze on mine. “Uncomfortable is the stopping point, not pain or hurting. I want to enjoy my evening with you and that won’t happen if you’re hurting.”
He went very still before nodding more earnestly. “Yes, Sir. Uncomfortable is the stopping point.”
“That’s right.” Releasing his chin, I teased along his jaw until I was petting around his ear. “If I want you to ache, I’ll let you know.”
He’d already talked about his love of pain in a vague, slightly rambling way, so I wasn’t worried about hinting about it as I teased him…and the shiver that raced through his body said I’d gotten it just right. “I… Yes, Sir.”
So cute.
“Good boy.” Leaning in, I gave him a gentle kiss before sliding my tongue between his lips and making love to his mouth for a few seconds. As I pulled away, he was looking beautifully fuzzy-brained and much less stressed. “You look so sexy kneeling for me.”
The quiet, needy sound that escaped him said we’d finally gotten him to a better headspace. Keeping him there might be an impossible task, but conversations needed to be had before I could decide how to play with my shy, obviously kinky cutie.
Chapter 9
Ruslan
Dante’s finger sent a shiver through me as he traced around my ear, but it was the utterly Dom expression on his face that made it hard to think. “I’ve imagined you like this more times than you could count.”
He saw me as a sub.
I liked that he’d thought about me before, but what really struck me was that he wasn’t just stuck on me being little. “I’m a sub too.”
The random words popped out before I could stop them, and I knew I sounded insane, so I tried to explain. “Sometimes…sometimes people don’t understand that being little is just one aspect of my submission.”
Shoot.
I’d lost the nice floaty brain feeling.
Dante kissed my head, not looking confused or like he thought I’d lost a few screws somewhere at dinner. “I knew you’d be a very sweet, naughty sub as soon as I kissed you the other night.”
He must’ve thought I’d forgotten how good our kisses had been because he leaned in and gave me the sweetest, deepest kiss, sending sparks of pleasure through me as his tongue made love to me.
But in just seconds, he left me wanting more and went back to playing with my neck and ear. “I love the layers of your submission. The cute little who chatters and colors and plays. The innocent-looking sub who likes toys and spankings and who probably loves being controlled and denied.”
Dante was clearly psychic because he knew everything in my head.
“I…” If he already knew, then what was there to be worried about? “I like toys. Grown-up ones too. The…I like plugs and things like that…and…I have a cage.”
I’d never used it with a Dom before because that would’ve involved telling them what I wanted them to do, but playing with it myself was almost as good.
“That doesn’t surprise me at all.” His words matched his expression because he looked like he’d expected it. “I bet you have small plugs and big ones. I bet some of them vibrate and you like it when they drive you crazy.”
How did he know?
Nodding, I let out a breath and tried to respond reasonably so I didn’t look ridiculous. “Yes, I… It’s hard sometimes, though, because I can’t edge myself.”
I gave in to myself entirely too easily.
“Would…would that be within your limits?” We’d been going to talk about his limits. Yes, that’d been the plan.
He was incredibly distracting.
“Yes.” Dante gave me a soft peck as he answered without having to think about it. “I would be happy edging you and using your plugs on you whenever you’re ready. It could be a reward for being good or it could be just because you’re needy and your ass feels too empty.”
I’d always heard that some Doms were psychic but I’d thought that was a myth.
Obviously not.
