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176 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 1, 2017
“Good. I want to please you. You’re my best friend but more, and I want to show you how much more you mean to me, but I can’t do that when you’re keeping important pieces of yourself from me.” How could I explain this? “You’re not going to believe that I mean what I’m saying until everything’s out in the open, but I love you enough that it won’t matter what it is.”
I tried to think of all the different kinds of power stuff I’d seen online last night, there were lots. “If you want me to call you my slave and leash you, that wouldn’t scare me. If you wanted me to call you my pup or my little kitten and…well, I’m not sure what I’d do with that one but maybe a leash for that too, then we’ll try. I know you haven’t dated much or experimented with someone else, but we can figure it out. If you want to call me Master and be my little sub we can explore it together.”
And there it was, just a little bit of a hitch in his breathing. Not enough of a reaction for me to have guessed right, but I think it meant I was getting closer.
“I’m getting closer, aren’t I?”
I could hear Bryan swallow and it seemed to take a lot of effort but he finally seemed able to respond. I expected another nod but this time I got a squeaky little, “Yes. Closer.”
“I’m proud of you. That was very good.” He tilted his head and ran his cheek over my chest and I was suddenly damning the fact that we’d put on shirts as we were leaving the lake. I wanted to feel him rubbing against me and I wanted to touch him so bad I could almost taste it…taste him. When he peeked up at me, it was almost like he was still waiting for me to finish the sentence.
He obviously liked the praise, but what was I missing?
That was very good babe…pet…no, it wasn’t a puppy kink…love…no, not the right kind of thing. It needed more meaning for him…power play…power exchange…Doms and subs…hmmm…maybe? At the very least, he wouldn’t be shocked even if I guessed wrong. “I’m very proud of you, Baby Boy. You’re being very good…” I paused, watching the blush rise on his face but he didn’t look away; he bit his lip and gave me a small nod as I finished the sentence, “for Daddy.”