Page 69 of Dirty Husband
I need to keep this simple. In terms more familiar. "Is there anything you don't like?"
"Nothing that will leave a mark."
Smart. I nod.
"I'm not sure I'm into pain."
"You're not? Or you're not sure?"
"It doesn't appeal right now. But I've never tried."
Pain isn't my preferred method, but I'm still hesitant to write it off. I want my options open. I want as much of her as I can have. "I'll keep it light." My eyes flit to her chest. "You like authority."
She doesn't quite follow.
"Calling me sir, following my orders, proving you obey like a good girl."
Her eyes go wide at the term.
"What about being a bad girl? Do you ever want spankings if you misbehave?"
"Maybe." Her chest heaves. "Yes."
My cock whinesright now. Most people are like that. If they like being good, they love being bad. But then I'm already hard enough to tear my slacks. "Is there anywhere you don't want me to go?"
"Anywhere?"
"Your mouth, your cunt, your ass?"
Her eyes go wide. "Well, I… I haven't." She licks her lips. "I've never had anal sex."
"But you're willing to try?"
"Not right away."
Something to earn. My balls tighten. I want to earn every bit of her trust. I need to find some patience, but I'm struggling. "You need to pick a word."
"Coffee bean."
"Coffee bean?"
She nodsyes. "Something I don't like."
I can't help but laugh. She's perfect. "Okay, coffee bean." I offer my hand.
She takes it. Shakes. Steps backward. "Is there some way we… transition."
"You'll know."
"How?"
I let my voice drop to the demanding tone that makes her shake. "You will."
She does. Her nipples tighten. Her head tilts with a nod. It's like her body responds before her mind does. Still, she fights me. "You really think I'm going to beg?"
"Yes."
"I'm going to beg you to touch me." She moves a little closer. "You're not going to beg me to touch you?"
