Page 41 of Entice

“And now is the right time?”

“What do you think?” He was going to let her figure this out with some nudging. He was fighting his instinct to fix it. If they were going to play together and have a relationship, she needed to understand herself.

She tilted her head back and stared at him. “I’m afraid of making mistakes.”

“Don’t be. In new relationships, mistakes are bound to happen. Here’s the thing—we need to keep the lines of communication open. If I start to overwhelm you, you tell me. Get in my face if I’m not listening.”

“Yet here we sit, talking.”

“Yep.” He smiled.

“Okay, let’s get to the questionnaire, but before we do, I have a confession to make.”

“Oh?” Her cheeks turned pink again, and he was curious what she was going to confess.

“The day in the office when you gave me the questionnaire, I called Sierra, and we went over it.”

“Did you check things off?”

“Yes and no.” The color in her cheeks deepened. “It was mainly so I understood what the questions meant, but I did put check marks next to some things.”

He nodded. “Then this should go faster.”

“You’re not angry?”

“Why would I be? You took the initiative even when you were unsure of a relationship with me. I’m glad you did it and talked with Sierra.” He leaned forward and retrieved the questionnaire and a pen. “Okay, first question—bondage.”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Any limits on what is used to bind you?”

“I don’t think so.”

“All right.” He made some notes. “What about impact play?”

She stiffened in his arms.

“I’m going to mark that as a hard limit.”

“No.” She stilled his hand before he could write. “I want to try flogging.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.” Her beautiful cheeks turned crimson. “I’ve read about it in the books. They make it sound so sensual.”

“It can be.” Jordan placed the questionnaire and pen on the side table. “Think of something as soft as a feather caressing your skin.” He ran his finger over her forehead and then her nose. “It’s soft and sensual.” His finger reached her cheek, and he tapped it.

Crystal jumped a little.

“And then I give you a little swat with the flogger.” He tapped her cheek again. “Not hard, but not soft. Your nerves wake; your brain tries to process the sensation, and then I do it again.” This time, he tapped her chin a little harder. “New and different sensation as the blood flows to the area and your body heats.”

She shifted in her seat.

Jordan concentrated on her, taking in her slightly elevated color, the hiccups in her breathing, and how her body relaxed against his. All good signs. “I snap the flogger around your ass, and you squirm with pleasure.”

A little moan left her lips. “Oh my,” she whispered. “I didn’t expect…”

“Expect what?”

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