Page 69 of Mob Knight

She practically whispers her response. Even though we’re still conversing as equals, we’re slipping into our roles.

“When you’re here, you will either be naked, or you will only wear a bra or negligee. If I see you in panties, I will take every pair you have and destroy them. Then I will punish your fine little arse for disobeying me.”

“Yes, Cormac.”

“I don’t know your wardrobe yet to pick out clothes for you. That doesn’t really interest me. I trust you to wear what’s appropriate. Besides, I’d prefer to be surprised whenever I see you. But I expect you to be punctual whenever we agree to get together, that you obey my men just as you would obey me, and that you share your location with me.”

“That’s fair. I mean, if I’m with your men, they would know anyway. But you’re entitled to that.”

“I am, but it’s not because I’m your Dom. In case anything should happen to you, I can’t protect you if I don’t know where you are. What do you want from me, Joey?”

“I want to keep feeling safe with you. I know that’s sort of unrealistic. But when I’m with you, in the same place, I’ve never felt safer. I want to always feel that way when I’m with you.”

“I’ll always strive to make you feel that way. Do you want me to place limitations on who you can see and when you can go out, how late you can go out?”

“Maybe. I’m not sure yet.”

I study her for a moment before my head tilts a little, and I consider the conversation I heard her having with her brother.

“Do you wish you’d had me as an excuse for why you couldn’t do what Santiago wanted? I mean, even if you didn’t tell him somebody wouldn’t allow you to go out, did you want to know I wouldn’t allow it?”

She nods. “But I think I already did.”

“Well, you were right to think that. There’s no way in hell I would have agreed to it unless I was going with you. I don’t know that you’re ready for me to meet your brother yet.”

Something sparks in her gaze akin to fear. It’s gone in a flash. If I didn’t know what that looked like, I wouldn’t see it. I’ve caused it in enough men to recognize it with ease. I want to know why she would fear her brother for even a moment. Yet if I push too hard on that, it’ll derail this conversation. Then I won’t have any chance of finding out what’s going on.

“I won’t police your coming and going, but you will ask me for permission if your schedule deviates from the norm. What else do you want or need from me, little one?”

“This. What we’re doing right now. What you keep offering me. The affection. I didn’t realize how much I wanted it until you started giving it to me. I didn’t think it was missing from my life, but I guess it has been.”

“I offer that openly and freely, regardless of our dynamic. Whether we’re dating or we’re in some type of power exchange. It’s genuine.”

I kiss the top of her temple when I finish speaking as though to punctuate the sentiment.

“I know it is, and that’s why it’s so special to me. Can we play it by ear for the rest of the stuff and talk about it as it comes up?”

“Of course. Joey, do you want a contract for all of this?”

“I don’t know because I’ve never mixed romance and submission together. I don’t know what that would look like. Should we?”

“I don’t know either. I don’t think we need it. If either of us changes our minds and thinks we do, then we can revisit it. Does that work for you?”

She considers that for a moment before nodding. “Yeah, completely. Is there more that you feel like we need to talk about tonight?”

“Not that I can think of. You?”

“No, I’ve enjoyed tonight, and I can’t remember a better night than this in a long, long time.”

“Same, little one. You ready to go to bed?”

I scoop her into my arms and carry her through to my bedroom. I playfully toss her onto the mattress as I land on top of her, always careful not to press my entire weight on her. We dissolve into a fit of laughter. We tease each other with little pecks here and there until our lips brush. Then everything changes.

The kiss deepens immediately, and we’re back to needing each other as though neither of us has had a meal in a week. We strip each other and stretch out on the bed. I love touching her petal-soft skin, but not just with my fingertips. It puckers her nipples, and she arches her back into it. I grab a condom from the bedside table. When we kiss again, I roll us so I’m on my back, and she straddles me. Together, we position her over my cock until she can slide down on it.

“Cailín, that is beyond a doubt equally satisfying as coming inside you, and nothing tops that.”

“I agree. If only I could hold on to that sensation all day.”

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