Page 16 of Take the Sub and Run

“But I…I liked it when you called me a bad girl,” she rushed to add, knowing her cheeks were heating once more.

“Ah, I see why you clarified it as real degradation. I wouldn’t even consider ‘bad girl’ degradation.” He smirked. “Just a statement of fact for a pretty little thief.”

“Not a thief,” she shot back, though she wasn’t able to stop the smile. She liked the teasing more than she anticipated, given she was used to blunt honesty.

“Other hard limits?”

Though this was the most aroused she’d ever been, the discussion was making everything feel very real, and trepidation crept in with it.

“You don’t…don’t want to actually hurt me, do you?” The question came out in a rush, and Sofie froze, sure she’d just ruined everything.

Andrei raised his head, meeting her gaze. “Yes.”

Her stomach clenched in fear.

Andrei sighed. “And no.”

She relaxed, but watched him carefully.

He took a moment before answering. “I enjoy giving pain, but only when I know it’s wanted, needed, or ideally both. Without consent…” He made a disgusted face and shook his head.

“But also pleasure,” she clarified.

“Yes. Though I must admit, I’m very good at mixing pleasure and pain.” He grinned. “Especially edging.”

Sofie shifted her weight from one butt cheek to the other and back, and though the movement was small, it was enough that she was aware of how wet she was, her labia sliding against one another.

“What about my mouth?” she asked, arousal making her bold in addition to blunt. “Will you fuck my mouth, or is that sex?”

“Technically it’s oral sex, but…” He shrugged. “There are few things that make the power exchange as clearly felt as putting a submissive on her knees and forcing her to take my cock in her mouth.”

Another pulse of need.

“It depends on if this room has been stocked with oral sex condoms.”

“And what about the other way?” she asked.

Andrei let out another delighted laugh. “Hoping I’ll return the favor and put my mouth on your pussy?”

Sofie kept her head up, even though her cheeks burned.

“I would enjoy strapping you down and tasting you. Exploring you with my tongue for my own pleasure while utterly ignoring yours. Except, of course, if you got too close to orgasm. Then I’d stop.”

A full-body shiver wracked her and Sofie closed her eyes.

“Do you know why you like that idea so much, Angel?” His voice was getting closer, though she hadn’t heard him move. Could barely hear his voice over the pounding of her own heartbeat in her ears. “Because you’ll know, to the very deepest core of you, that you’re not in control.”

Not in control. She both hated and loved that idea. She had so very little control in her life that it should have been abhorrent, yet it wasn’t because…

Because with Andrei, she was choosing to give up control.

“Are you ready to play, Angel?” He was right in front of her, and Sofie’s lids fluttered as she considered and dismissed opening her eyes.

“Yes.”

“We should negotiate more.” He said it like a warning.

“I’ll tell you if I get scared,” she promised.

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