Page 26 of Seduce

“But I’ve already been to the club.” A frown appeared on her brow.

“Yes, but not for years, and I’m sure you noticed how things have changed. The Valentine’s Day party was different. There was no real big play going on that night.”

She nodded. “All right, so you’ll show me around; is that it?”

“For Thursday night, yes. Of course, we’ll discuss items on your questionnaire and determine your experience level so I can make sure you have the right wristband.”

“That was new. It’s going to take time to remember what all the colors mean.”

“You’ll catch on. They help all members understand experience level, but also help so a sadist doesn’t start negotiation with a sub who doesn’t like pain or isn’t experienced enough.” Damon paused. “Would you like dessert?”

Tessa blinked. “Why not. Some coffee too, please.”

Damon signaled the waiter and ordered dessert with coffee. When he turned back to Tessa, her fingers were tapping on the table. Was she nervous? Or impatient?

“What else would you like to know?”

“What happens after Thursday? Jordan said you’d be my trainer.”

“Yes. I will stay with you in the club. If you choose to play with me, that’s fine. If not, I can find you a Dom who matches your criteria.” It would kill him to find someone else for her to play with, but he’d do it. It had to be her choice.

“You wouldn’t mind finding me someone else?” Her question was soft, but her fingers stopped moving. Good sign? Maybe.

“I wouldn’t be happy, but this isn’t about me; it’s about you.” Her eyes widened. “I mean that, Tessa. A bonded Dom/sub relationship is something special. One I’ve never had.”

“But you think I’m the right one?”

“Yes.” He wasn’t going to lie or hide anything. “From the first time we met, there was a spark.” He couldn’t deny it. Damon would make sure he kept her safe. He wouldn’t lose her as he’d lost in the past.

“A spark of annoyance.”

Damon chuckled. “You are easy to provoke at times.”

“And you’re very good at doing that,” she snapped back.

There was his spunky woman. “I mean what I say. If you need a contract between us, I can have it arranged.”

Tessa pursed her lips. “No, I don’t need a contract.” She took a breath. “I believe Max and Jordan would have your head if you did something you weren’t supposed to.”

“Not to mention Sierra and Crystal.”

Her laughter lightened the mood. “My friends are the best.”

“They are, and I’m glad they’re looking out for you. Tell me how you got involved with kink.”

“Much like you, in college at a munch. But it was a different time then.” She stopped as the waiter arrived with their dessert and coffee.

A large piece of chocolate cake with a fork was placed on the table and their coffee poured.

“Dessert.” Damon lifted the fork, cut a piece, and held it to Tessa’s lips. Her cheeks flushed as she parted her lips and allowed him to slip the bite into her mouth. The fork moved as she brushed her tongue over it.

Damon slowly pulled the fork from her mouth, watching as she closed her eyes and savored the burst of chocolate on her tongue. His cock stiffened, and he made a mental note about food play being a possibility.

Tessa’s lashes rose, and her cheeks bloomed even more when she realized he was watching her. “That is delicious, but I can feed myself.” She went to reach for a fork only to realize there was only one.

“It’s my pleasure to feed you.” Damon took a small bite before getting another piece on the fork for Tessa. When he held it out to her, she hesitated, then opened her mouth for the treat. Each time he gave her a bite, his dick pulsed and hardened.

Their coffee had gone cold by the time the cake was finished. Damon signaled the waiter for fresh cups.

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