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was like a huge thrill.”
    She watched him, waiting for condemnation, perhaps?
    “So you want to be watched, hmm?” He didn’t mind that a bit. Not if it meant others might see him controlling her, adding to his own feeling of empowerment.
    “I, ah, guess.”
    “Tell me.” He leaned close to nip her lips. “Say it.”
    She swallowed. “I want to be watched. I want a man to see me pleasuring you. To watch me go down on you, to make you come.”
    He understood better than she thought. “To watch you control my pleasure. My desire.”
    “Yes.”
    He kissed her, pleased with her honesty. “Then what are we waiting for?”
     
    Faith hadn’t known what to expect, but Brian’s complete acceptance made her light-headed. She could tell he wasn’t lying. He didn’t mind the thought of someone watching them. Of dominating her in bed.
    “What’s that look?” he asked, his large hands resting on her hips.
    “Am I dreaming?”
    He chuckled. “Not yet. We have a long night ahead of us.”
    “A long weekend, I thought you said.”
    His grin turned sly. “Yeah. That’s what I said, all right. I’ve decided I’ll be going first, since that’s part of what you want too.”
    Nerves fluttered. “Okay.”
    “You’re now my slave, and that means I can do anything to you. Nothing but what I want.”
    She didn’t know about that. That whole safe, sane and consensual thing seemed ideal to her.
    “Have you ever had anyone fuck your ass?” he asked bluntly.
    She reddened. “Once a few years ago. It wasn’t that great.”
    “It will be.” He took her hand and forced it under his trousers. “Hold me.”
    “Okay.” She had no problem touching him. At all.
    “Yeah, that’s it.” He licked his lips, a fierce look on his face. “I won’t hurt you. I won’t do anything you don’t like. We’re going to take this nice and slow, so I can see what excites you, how to make you feel good. But you won’t tell me no. Got it?”
    “But, what if—”
    “Faith? Trust me.” He stood without moving. Waiting.
    She’d lost the bet. She’d promised to be honest. God knew she wanted Brian with every fiber of her being, but putting herself out there like that… She stared into his eyes, wanting so badly to believe in him. If she gave herself to him and he turned on her, she didn’t know that she’d ever let anyone that close again. Somehow tonight seemed deeper than living out sexual fantasies. It was as though Brian wanted more from her than sex; he wanted   a personal commitment as well.
    “I-I’ll try.”
    He smiled. “I’m not an idiot. I know this won’t be easy. If at any time you just can’t take it anymore, you say roses . Consider it your safeword.”
    “Oh my God. I have a safeword.” Just the thought of it excited her. She was really going to do this. “I’m your sexual slave.”
    He laughed. “You’re so cute. Hmm. Let’s really get into the act. Call me Sir.”
    “What will you call me?” she asked, eager and more than relieved he actually knew enough to use a safeword. Not that Faith had any experience with the Domination/submission lifestyle, but she’d read a lot of books about it.
    “I’ll call you Faith. Because I don’t want any confusion about tonight. I know who I’m with. You’re not some faceless doll to me. This isn’t just about exploring dominance for me, Faith. It’s about being with you, totally being with you. So you can see the real me.”
    She nodded, not sure when their relationship had progressed this deep, yet wanting nothing more than to follow through. “Yes.”
    He gripped her chin, firmly, but not hard enough to hurt. “Yes, what?”
    “Yes, Sir.”
    He shocked her by thrusting his hand between her legs, right over her damp panties. “You’re wet.” He smiled. “Spread your legs.”
    She blinked at him. When he frowned, she immediately obeyed.
    He rewarded her by untying the sides of her panties. They fell away, leaving her clad only in her corset,