It was.
He’d wanted to kiss her for years and years, and it was hard to believe it was actually happening.
“It was perfect,” he corrected her. He held her hips with his hands, and he waited. He was used to being in charge in the bedroom. He was used to demanding respect and control from his partners, but she was different than other girls he’d been with before.
He wanted her submission, just as he had the others, but something told him that Ava wasn’t the type of person he was going to have just one night with, or even a few nights. He was going to want her forever.
Was that something she was going to be able to give?
“It’s been a long time since I’ve kissed anyone,” she admitted.
“Me too.”
“How long?”
He thought for a moment.
“A few months,” he told her. He wasn’t scared to admit it. There was nothing in his past he was ashamed about except for the fact that he hadn’t married Ava the moment they’d both turned 18. If he could go back and yell at his younger self, he would.
“Me too,” she said. “It’s kind of bad, you know, but I’ve just been so busy with work.”
“There’s nothing wrong with being busy with work.”
“Dylan, you spanked me earlier.”
“I know.”
He had wondered what she was going to say about the spanking. He was pretty certain she’d never had her ass paddled before. Not by him and not by any other guy, if he had to guess. She had been shocked, but she’d also melted into his touch. He bet she’d gotten wet and eager to have a cock inside of her, and all just from being spanked.
“I’ve never done that before.”
“I suspected as much.”
“Do you always…demand respect from your partners?”
“Yes,” he told her. He wasn’t going to hide the fact that he was a top. That was part of who he was. He was the one in charge in his relationships. When it came to domination and submission, he was the one who gave out the spankings: not the one who received them. “I’m into kink, Ava. It’s not a secret with me.”
“You’re very honest,” she said carefully.
“You seem surprised.”
“Most of the guys I date are very…carefully about what they say to their partners.”
“Is that so?”
“That’s so.”
“I’m not like that. I’m not going to tell you I’m not like all of the other guys, because that would be a lie. All guys are similar in some ways. I will tell you that I don’t lie to the women I date.”
“You wouldn’t lie to me?”
“I would never lie to you.”
“What if I asked you a really hard question?”
He chuckled a little and shook his head.
“Trust me, cupcake. No matter what you want to ask me, I’ll be honest with you.”
“Okay,” she said, nodding. She seemed to steel herself, and then she smiled up at him. “In that case, I have a question.”
“Anything.”
“Dylan, will you tie me up and fuck me?”