Page 170 of The Dragon 2
“Okay.”
“Remember. Touch, then deny.”
“Yes.”
“Stroke, then pull away.”
“Alright.”
“Reward him for control. Punish him for assumption.”
Zo let out a low whistle. “This sounds biblical.”
“Let him believe he’s the one in power,” Hiroko continued. “Then take it back with the arch of a brow or the flick of a wrist. The art of your seduction must be in contradiction.”
“I wish I could write this all down.”
“Keep it in your head.” She tapped the side of hers. “Because if you make him kneel, then you will have a big problem.”
“What do you mean?”
“He will be your life.”
“What?”
Ignoring my question, she continued, “Give him anticipation. Never certainty. Make himwantpermission more than he wants release.”
“Okay, but let’s get back to the part where you said he will be my life.”
“It is too late for that now. You have invited the Dragon to play, now you need to make sure you don’t burn.”
I blinked.
Sighing, she stepped back. “Make obedience feel like worship.”
“Oh no. Nyomi is going to ruin this.” Zo fanned himself with his hand. “My heart can’t take this.”
Hiroko wagged her finger. “Anger. Bold loud words. That won’t work with a man like him. Don’t do any of that.”
“Okay.”
“You must remember, Dragons do not fear fire. They areforgedin it. So, things like rage will never work. Yelling. Getting angry. No. Your softness must be the trap. Let him get used to your warmth, then sometimes. . .leave him cold.”
Zo muttered. “Jesus.”
Hiroko looked at the door. “And I am not just talking about sex. This works in lifeas well asthe bedroom.”
“Alright.” I swallowed, equal parts terrified and thrilled. “I got this.”
She put her view back on me. “We will see if you do. Either way, this will be averylong night.”
I returned my thoughts back to the moment.
The waitresses came to clear the bowls.
What is he going to say?
My stomach tightened. The she-crab bisque had been devoured, but the tension lingering in the air was thickening, not softening.
