Page 34 of Mob Knight

“Very similar to English.Máistir.”

“You don’t like that term, do you?”

“I don’t like you using it.”

That stings. Doesn’t he want to be a real Dom to me?

“What are your limits, Joey?”

“No marks that can show at work. Either a blindfold or earplugs, but not both.”

I struggle with double sensory deprivation. I need one or the other.

“Okay. Anything else?”

“I’m okay with everything else.”

“Birching? Caning?”

“That’s fine.”

I watch his Adam’s apple bob. He doesn’t love that either, but he’ll do it if I specifically ask.

“Is that not your thing?”

“Not always.”

For someone who just told me he wants to eat me out, he’s suddenly gotten awfully shy. I shift my attention to look out the windshield, but I see his grip loosen on the steering wheel and gear stick.

“Is there anything else I should know about the club’s rules?”

“Normally, you wouldn’t be within the dress code, but they’ll make an exception.”

For me.

That’s what’s silently left dangling. Just how much time does he spend there?

“Will anyone approach us?”

“No. We won’t be in the areas where couples can encourage others to join them. We’ll find a private room to start.”

Tonight, or whatever this is between us? I don’t think I want to know the answer, so I keep it to myself.

“Do you expect me to remain silent when we’re in the public areas? When we scene?”

“You decide how much you do or don’t want to talk,cailín. If you’re not comfortable talking in the main areas, then I’ll do it. When we’re scening, you can say whatever you want unless I command you not to. I’ll ask questions to check on you. You will answer those.”

Or we stop.

Yet another sentence that dangles silently between us.

“What about noise? Do you prefer a moaner, a screamer, or nothing?”

We’re at a stoplight. He twists to look at me fully. His hand rests on my thigh again, much closer to my vag. The backs of his fingers graze over my clit before he squeezes.

“I prefer to know you’re enjoying what we share. If you prefer being quiet, then I’ll ask more questions to ensure you’re okay. Ifyou want to moan or scream, do it. This is as much about you as it is me. You might be my sub, but you won’t become my slave.”

I nod.You might be my sub, but you won’t become my slave.Again, I wonder if he means just for tonight or for more nights to come. We should get through this one before I ask those kinds of questions. We hinted it would be more, but we might hate this and never want to be together again.

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