The best way to being noticed is to get yourself out there… just be careful who finds you. Behind those closed doors lies a lifestyle she never imagined… and the man she could never forget. It was all she could do to make it through the rest of the class without snapping at people to leave her alone. She just wanted to sit in the corner and think, to sort through her emotions and try to make sense of what was happening to her.
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The best way to being noticed is to get yourself out there… just be careful who finds you. Behind those closed doors lies a lifestyle she never imagined… and the man she could never forget. It was all she could do to make it through the rest of the class without snapping at people to leave her alone.
She just wanted to sit in the corner and think, to sort through her emotions and try to make sense of what was happening to her. When the others started coming out the doors he raked a hand through his hair and shook his head. Just so you got the point. Once they got their drinks, they found an empty corner table and sat down.
You know, with maybe a whip or a flogger tied to their hip, and always demanding you drop to your knees. I worried it would be the stereotype of a cross between a porn movie set and a nightclub. Many of us do take off our shirts, though, especially when we scene. It was nice just sitting with him. Men who wore leather pants and demanded you kneel at all times?
It was real letdown. A lot of puffed up idiots who thought that calling themselves dominant made them dominant. That somehow that gave them the right to make it all about them. It was all about blowjobs and booty calls, but not about dominance or submission.
Except for the ones who seemed to think that being the dominant gave them the right to smack you around. What made you put that ad on the Internet?
It can be tough to find someone. What made you realize you were submissive? The words just tumbling from her lips without thought. The more I read, the more I wanted to do and explore. Then I found the adult dating site, and thought it was perfect. Put up a profile and—bam!
Not sure she wanted to share the rest. Blue eyes soft with concern, Ian reached across the table, putting both his hands over both of hers. Nothing you can say will change the way I see you. How had he known exactly what she needed to hear? I never let any of them tie me up, or restrain me in any way, no matter how much I craved it. But I did let them do things like spank me, or fuck my face. The smell, the taste, the feel. Oh, god, the feel of a hard cock stroking against my tongue as he grips my hair and thrusts deep enough to hit the back of my throat so hard my eyes start to water and I fight to breathe.
I just love it. She grinned. He leaned forward. She was beautiful. Beautiful in her honesty, in her desire, and in her eagerness. Ian had to remind himself that they were in a public coffee shop and it would be wrong to reach over the table and drag her into his arms.
Sucking in a deep breath, he shifted back in his chair again to try and ease the erotic tension that had flared between them so quickly.
Before he could say anything and change the topic, she straightened up and spoke again. Men who played at it because they saw it as a way to have sex any way they wanted without really caring about what their partner needed. I want a real man, one who knows that true dominance is mental before it ever comes close to being physical. That my submission cannot be demanded—it has to be earned—and when I give it, I give everything. She made total sense.
A loud burst of laughter from the table next to them made her start. Red started creeping up her chest and neck and Ian gave himself a mental kick in the ass. The guys at the shop will not thank you. It was just like her. Strong, but feminine, and very, very sexy.
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