As I stood to put my jacket on, my phone buzzed. I removed it from my pocket and peered at the screen.
Max: A little homework for you.
I glanced at the links below the message, and my heartbeat sped up.
Edging? Orgasm denial?
Chapter Thirty-Two
Cameron
I looked at the bed,then typed.
I don’t think I’m ready for this.
Max’s reply came a heartbeat later.Stop planning. Just do it.
I gave a mental snort as I typed. *Now* you say that. After two days of sending me so many links I’m suffering from overload.
That got me a laughing emoji.
Okay… What you’re feeling right now? I’ve been there. I remember feeling terrified over my first scene. I had no idea what I was supposed to do. What if I screwed up? This was supposed to be fun. What I didn’t know at the time was that everyone had those kinds of thoughts.
Three little dots.
It’s your scene, Cam. Enjoy it. Got your toys ready?
I had to smile. He’d sent me to Regulation, a shop in Soho, and that had been an experience.
Yeah. Just finished setting it all up.Now all I had to do was decide whether or not I let Theo see it before I slipped a blindfold on him.
[grin emoji] Then have fun. But remember what I said yesterday.Consent, compromise, discussion, limits, agreement, safe word.
I smiled.Ever thought of giving lessons in this?
[grin emoji] Who says I don’t already do that? And don’t forget – have water ready for after.
I shook my head.I *did* read the link you sent about aftercare.Most of it was common sense.
“Are you in there enjoying yourself without me while I sit out here working?”
I laughed, but my heart raced.
Crunch time.
I slid my thumbs over the screen. No more messages, okay?I switched my phone off. I didn’t need any distractions.
I went into the living room, and Theo glanced up from his laptop. He narrowed his gaze. “You’ve been very secretive the last two days. You’ve been glued to your phone, you went out and didn’t say where you were going…” He cocked his head. “Should I be worried?” That twitch of his lips told me he wasn’t all that concerned.
“Time for a break.” I pointed to the laptop. “Shut it down, please.”
He arched his eyebrows but did as I asked.
“Now sit with me on the couch.”
Theo stilled. “Okay, now I’m getting nervous.”
I let out a sigh. “You need to stop worrying that the rug is about to be pulled from under you. I told you, I’m not going anywhere.” I smiled. “I’ve waited years to get you where I want you. Do you think I’m going to give up on that so easily?”