Nine
Iturnand face the dresser, and roll the lube over in my hands. It’s been a long time. Still, doesn’t mean my brain doesn’t go back to familiar places. I wasn’t exaggerating when I told Silas about the promise I made to myself. After I quit working as a dominatrix, I needed some time for myself. So much of my life had changed. Brook was finally on her own. I wanted to give myself time to find a healthy romantic and sexual relationship with a man in a certain way. Instead, that time just went to clocking as many billable hours as possible at Murrell, Dunne, Walmax and Wright. Silas might be the one lacking the interpersonal skills, but he’s not the only one lacking certainexperience.
He isn’t my man, but he isn’t a client either. He’s put his cards on the table, twice in one day. The terms and conditions might be a little fuzzy, but he wants me. I can admit that I want him too even if I’m not ready to put any weight to it. I need to see if I can have him the way I want him. I have to see if he’s intoit.
I turn back around and scoot a little more to the middle of the bed. “Okay, well. I have some ground rules. You look like you want to saysomething.”
“I know I’ve been hurting your feelings a lot so I’m trying to keep the lightning fast responses tomyself.”
“Oh. Well, I appreciatethat.”
“You were saying something about groundrules?”
“Right.” I stand and face him, put on my courtroom exterior. “Over the years, I've come to learn that I enjoy sex a certain way. I like to be in control. In complete control. How does that—you know what? Sorry. I'm trying to ease you into this with sugar coating and that's not gonna work ’cause that’s not howyouwork. Here's the deal. I was a dominatrix for a really long time and now it's the only way I enjoy having sex. I'm open to negotiating because consent is amazing, but I just need to set your expectations.You're not going to throw me on the bed and pound me into nextweek.”
Silas is just staring at me. He's turning a little bit red. “Are you okay?” Iask.
“I’m just—can I just say what I'mthinking?”
“Sure.” I brace myself for theworst.
“I would love for you to dominate me,” he says. The genuine enthusiasm in his voice catches me a little offguard.
“Okay. Well good. We’ll do that. How about I start and then as we go, you tell me if you don't want to dosomething.”
“I don't think that’llhappen.”
“Silas, I'mserious.”
“So amI!”
I realize if I keep arguing this point we’ll be standing on opposite sides of the bed all night, yelling back and forth at each other. We can do this, but I know I'll have to do this extra carefully. He has no idea what he's gettinginto.
“Do you have anyneckties?”
“Yeah, hold on.” He practically sprints out of the room. Morty is right on his heels. Not a minute later they’re both back. Silas hands me two wacky print neckties that look like they haven't been worn since the seventies. They’ll work justfine.
“Will he freak out if we close him out of the room?” I ask, nodding toMorty.
“No. Come on, boy. You want Honey gonetoo?”
“No, she's already knocked out,” I say and of course Honeycrisp opens her eyes, but she doesn'tmove.
After Silas kicks Morty out, he turns tome.
“Okay, I'mready.”
“I can see that.” The bulge in his jeans is straining to get out. “Take off your clothes, please. All ofthem.”
“You’re not gonna make me run through the town square, yelling that I’m the most beautiful princess in the world, are you?” he asks as he pulls his shirt over hishead.
“No. Is this something you’re worriedabout?”
“Yes.”
“Here’s the deal. I’m not going to hurt you. I’m not going to humiliate you. We’re going to have sex and you will enjoy it. Ipromise.”
He finishes stripping and stands next to the dresser completely naked. My eyes dart directly to his crotch. I can’t help it. His perfectly thick erection curves up a little toward his stomach. I actually stare at it for a while, and he graciously lets me, keeping all his comments about my blatant voyeurism to himself. I manage to keep the drool pooling in my mouth under control as I take a few moments to detail every inch of the rest of his body. His legit farmer’s tan is the exact opposite of unappealing. It’s just further proof of how hard he works and how much he cares about his business. My gaze travels further down his body, taking in his perfect abs, his cock again and his amazingthighs.