Page 60 of Zade (Den of Sin)

“Amira,” I growl, “Look at me.”

When she raises her gaze to mine, I don’t like the shame I see behind her eyes, “Talk to me.”

“It’s not normal, right? To want people to watch you have sex. It’s sick.”

“Listen very carefully. There is nothing wrong with whatever you’re into. There are many things others like that I would never want to try. It doesn’t make it wrong because it’s not something I’m interested in. I want you to let your inhibitions go. Don’t worry about what society says is normal and abnormal. Do what feels good. You should not feel shame for what turns you on.”

Amira sits a little taller, looks slightly more confident, “I’d like people to watch you fuck me, Daddy.”

Hearing her speak so bluntly about what she wants causes me to have to fight down the groan in my throat.

“Good girl. I always want you to tell me what you need.”

Our waiter returns with our plates and sets them in front of us. Amira’s eyes widen as she stares at her plate in shock, “This is a lot of food.”

I chuckle, “I don’t expect you to eat an entire sixteen-ounce steak and lobster tail.”

Nodding to the waiter I say, “That will be all.”

“Of course, sir,” he says and walks away. I don’t like the way he was looking at Amira. I’m not sure if he wanted her or was judging our age difference. Either way, I don’t like it.

She takes a bite of her lobster and moans, “You need to try this, Daddy. It’s so good.”

I shake my head, “No thank you. I don’t like seafood.”

Arching an eyebrow in surprise, “All seafood?”

I nod, “I’ve never liked it.”

She giggles, “You ate the salmon I made.”

I wink at her, “I did.”

Taking a bite of my ribeye, it's smooth like butter. The flavor is simply perfection.

“Why would you eat something you don’t like?” She asks before taking another bite of her revolting creature from the ocean. I don’t tell her the eyes are extra disgusting to me.

“Because you made it. I’ll always eat anything you make for me.”

Amira rolls her eyes at me, “I am going to need a list of likes and dislikes. I don’t want to cook you dinner you won’t like.”

She cuts into her steak and takes a bite, releasing a little moan that speaks directly to my cock. I know she’s excited to go to Den of Sin tonight but I think I am more than her. I can’t wait to see how far I can take her before she safewords. I expect her to need to use it more than once, however, I’ll be paying close attention to make sure I don’t push her too far. I’m slightly concerned she will take everything I give her but refuse to use it because of her desire to please me.

As we’re finishing up dinner I ask her, “Do you understand why your safeword is important?”

She nods, “It’s to keep me safe. So you don’t take me beyond my limits.”

“I will pay attention to your body language, always. The only way to know for sure that I need to stop is if you say your safeword. I need to trust that you will use it if you need to. I never want to hurt you, physically or emotionally.”

Reaching across the table she grabs my hand, “I promise, Daddy. If I need you to stop I will use my safeword. You can trust me.”

“Would you like dessert?”

She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth, and gazes at me with flirty eyes, “Yes, Daddy I want dessert but I don’t think they’ll let me suck your cock here.”

I shake my head, “You are going to get me in so much trouble one of these days. Let’s go, Beautiful.”

After I pay the bill we walk out of the restaurant together, Amira wraps her arm around my waist, she feels right like this. We step into the elevator and hand the attendant a one hundred dollar bill, “Stay facing the door.”