James to take her into his perfect bedroom and make perfect love to her? Although…if it wasn’t perfect, maybe she could get him out of her system. If sex with him was as uneventful as it had always been, then she’d be ahead. Wouldn’t she?
“I see those wheels turning and I doubt I’m going to like what you’re thinking about.”
He seemed leery and it made her feel a little more sure of herself. “How many women have you slept with, James?”
“One.”
She crossed her arms over her chest and gave him her best disapproving look. That was a lie. It had to be. He wouldn’t spend the money on a membership to DiscipliNation if he didn’t have sex. What would be the point?
“Just say it, Amanda.”
“Okay, fine.” She tried to hold herself away from him. “You’re lying to me. I’ve sat here spilling my guts to you and the first question I ask of you, you choose to lie me.”
“No, I didn’t. I answered the question you asked honestly. You, however, didn’t ask the question you wanted the answer to. Try it again.”
She rolled her eyes. “Now you’re playing a semantics game. How many women have you had sex with?”
“I was pointing out that I’ve only had one relationship where I was comfortable enough to ‘sleep’ with a woman. As for the question you’ve just asked, I’m not sure how to answer that one. What’s your definition of sex? Do you consider scening sex? Or are you asking me how many women I’ve vaginally penetrated with my cock?”
“Okay, this conversation just got way too personal and detailed for my comfort.” But he’d brought up a good point, if they were dating she would consider scening to be sex…wait a minute, when he scened didn’t he normally have intercourse? “Don’t you usually”—she waved her hand hoping he would mentally fill in the blanks for her—“when you…‘scene’?”
James smiled and it lightened her heart. His eyes sparkled with mischief and he looked incredibly sexy. She was sunk. There was no way she was going to hold out against him.
“No, I can’t even remember the last time I…” He waved his hand emulating her motions while granting her a tender smile. “Until you came along, I hadn’t been in the market for a relationship. Actually, fucking a woman is very personal and it can give subs the wrong impression. I try to make sure I don’t send mixed signals.”
“But you want to have…regular sex with me?”
“To answer the question you asked—no. I want to have unbelievably fantastic sex with you. However, to answer the question I think you wanted to ask—yes, I want to put my aching cock in your sweet pussy.” James skimmed his hand down her torso and between her legs. “I want to have an intimate relationship with you.”
Her breathing quickened. “Why?” She couldn’t fathom why he would want her when he could have his pick of at least a dozen women at the club. Sexy women without the added ten pounds or so she doubted she’d ever be able to lose. Women with enormous boobs who liked being bossed around by arrogant men. Women who said they liked it when a Dom took a whip or a flogger to them…
“I’ve been drawn to you since your first night at DiscipliNation. You’re sexy”—he brushed his thumb across her lip—“and funny. We have a lot in common. Why wouldn’t I be attracted to you?”
He was scattering her thoughts with his light touches. “The ladies’ locker room is just a few feet away from my desk. I hear the girls chatting about you. They get all excited when you’re in the hall. Those women are much more suited to your sexual interests than I am.”
“You haven’t asked what interests me. You’re assuming you know what gets me hard. Most of your assumptions this afternoon have been off base and insulting.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.” She’d said it automatically then wondered if it was true. “Well, maybe I did. You scare me, James, and if I run
“I see those wheels turning and I doubt I’m going to like what you’re thinking about.”
He seemed leery and it made her feel a little more sure of herself. “How many women have you slept with, James?”
“One.”
She crossed her arms over her chest and gave him her best disapproving look. That was a lie. It had to be. He wouldn’t spend the money on a membership to DiscipliNation if he didn’t have sex. What would be the point?
“Just say it, Amanda.”
“Okay, fine.” She tried to hold herself away from him. “You’re lying to me. I’ve sat here spilling my guts to you and the first question I ask of you, you choose to lie me.”
“No, I didn’t. I answered the question you asked honestly. You, however, didn’t ask the question you wanted the answer to. Try it again.”
She rolled her eyes. “Now you’re playing a semantics game. How many women have you had sex with?”
“I was pointing out that I’ve only had one relationship where I was comfortable enough to ‘sleep’ with a woman. As for the question you’ve just asked, I’m not sure how to answer that one. What’s your definition of sex? Do you consider scening sex? Or are you asking me how many women I’ve vaginally penetrated with my cock?”
“Okay, this conversation just got way too personal and detailed for my comfort.” But he’d brought up a good point, if they were dating she would consider scening to be sex…wait a minute, when he scened didn’t he normally have intercourse? “Don’t you usually”—she waved her hand hoping he would mentally fill in the blanks for her—“when you…‘scene’?”
James smiled and it lightened her heart. His eyes sparkled with mischief and he looked incredibly sexy. She was sunk. There was no way she was going to hold out against him.
“No, I can’t even remember the last time I…” He waved his hand emulating her motions while granting her a tender smile. “Until you came along, I hadn’t been in the market for a relationship. Actually, fucking a woman is very personal and it can give subs the wrong impression. I try to make sure I don’t send mixed signals.”
“But you want to have…regular sex with me?”
“To answer the question you asked—no. I want to have unbelievably fantastic sex with you. However, to answer the question I think you wanted to ask—yes, I want to put my aching cock in your sweet pussy.” James skimmed his hand down her torso and between her legs. “I want to have an intimate relationship with you.”
Her breathing quickened. “Why?” She couldn’t fathom why he would want her when he could have his pick of at least a dozen women at the club. Sexy women without the added ten pounds or so she doubted she’d ever be able to lose. Women with enormous boobs who liked being bossed around by arrogant men. Women who said they liked it when a Dom took a whip or a flogger to them…
“I’ve been drawn to you since your first night at DiscipliNation. You’re sexy”—he brushed his thumb across her lip—“and funny. We have a lot in common. Why wouldn’t I be attracted to you?”
He was scattering her thoughts with his light touches. “The ladies’ locker room is just a few feet away from my desk. I hear the girls chatting about you. They get all excited when you’re in the hall. Those women are much more suited to your sexual interests than I am.”
“You haven’t asked what interests me. You’re assuming you know what gets me hard. Most of your assumptions this afternoon have been off base and insulting.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.” She’d said it automatically then wondered if it was true. “Well, maybe I did. You scare me, James, and if I run
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