Page 92 of Faking It

Bubbles float as he replies, then they disappear. I stare at the blank screen, puzzled when he goes offline. He soon comes back and the bubbles float again, only for him to type three fricking words;are you sure?

Sure of what, sex?With Gideon, that’s a given. I’ve never been pleasured so much that it stains my memory. I’ve never come so much, so hard for any other guy. Of course, I’m sure. I want to explore whatever he has in mind for me.

Yes,is my simple reply.

There’s another pause before he starts typing again.Ana, before we proceed, I need to be frank with you.

Nervous flutters erupt in my chest as I type,okay.

Gideon:What I’m proposing isn’t just sex.

Me:Yes, I kinda guessed that.

Gideon:It’s domination. You’re vowing to give me total control.

Me:By domination, you mean with handcuffs and blindfolds?

Gideon:(sends a smiling emoji).

Me:What are you smiling at?

Gideon:Those are level one toys, love. There is more advanced stuff in my chamber.

I swallow, typing.A sex chamber?

Gideon:Yes.

Me:What advanced stuff are we talking about?

Gideon:There’s one way you can find out. Do you still trust me?

Me (my heart thumping with anticipation):Of course.

Gideon:If you haven’t yet showered, do so. Shave everywhere. Leave your hair loose. Use nothing on your body—nor creams, lotion or perfume. I only want your natural scent on me. Wear your highest pair of heels and a coat. Nothing else.

Me (pressing my thighs together because his instructions make me hot as fuck:No panties?

Gideon:If you wear any panties, make sure it’s not your favorite because I’m going to rip it to shreds.

Me:You’re barbaric.

Gideon:You have an hour to get here. One minute later, and you’ll find out how barbaric I am.

Mercy, I’m already so turned on by his bossiness, the seat of my panties squishes as I head to the guest room to follow his instructions. With five minutes to spare, I twirl the mirror, almost getting a heart attack when Tori suddenly appears behind me.

Date with lover boy?” she asks, and I nod.

She comes into the room. “Look, I’m sorry about my attitude earlier. That was me being pissed at myself for letting Stefan in, knowing he cares little for me. Hearing you say it made me feel worse, and I lashed out.”

“I’m sorry. It wasn’t an attempt to make you feel bad.”

“I know.” She smiles softly, gesturing to me. “A coat, in this weather? Have you lost your mind?”

“Not yet.” I sling the purse strap over my shoulder, grinning as I walk past her. “Maybe after Gideon’s done with me tonight.”

Tori gasps, following me out. “You naughty, naughty girl. Are you even wearing anything under that coat?”

“Nah,” I reply, twirling. “Boyfriend’s orders.”

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