Man of the Year by Bianca Giovanni

tease.
    “I’m not a psycho for control!” she says like she’s outraged before she blushes pink.
    “Hey, I’m not saying I don’t like it. That one day when I was watching the Broncos game and you came in, turned off the TV and rode me right there on the couch … totally hot. I like that you take charge. If you wanna fuck me, you fuck me—”
    “And I want to fuck you a lot, so…” she giggles.
    “I’ve kinda always wanted to try this shit from the other side of things,” I quietly confess.
    “Being tied up?” she laughs as she looks at me with surprise.
    “Yeah,” I smile. “I’m always the one doing the tying, but I’ve never been tied up or blindfolded or any of that.”
    “And you’d want that?” she asks, her eyes still wide.
    “A little bit, yeah,” I smile, feeling kind of shy all of a sudden.
    “If you tell me how to do it, I’ll tie you up and blindfold you … and I’ll rock your fucking world, too!” she grins.
    I laugh hard and give her a little kiss. “How about I try it on you first, you know, show you the ropes, so to speak, and then you do it to me?”
    “Ok!” she nods enthusiastically.
    I love Lola because she’s so open and she doesn’t have all these weird sexual hangups. Maybe it’s because she’s only ever been with me—and I’ve only ever been about pleasuring her until her toes curl and her eyes roll back in her head.
    “So, how do we do this?” she asks, leading me into the bedroom. “Aren’t you supposed to tie me to the headboard or something?”
    “Normally, I’d say yes, but this headboard doesn’t have anything we can anchor to,” I chuckle, looking up at the big, cushioned, red slab on the wall at the top of the bed.
    “What do we do then? How can you initiate me into the world of bondage if there’s nothing to bind me to?” she says in a sexy giggle.
    I laugh and grab her face, overcome with the need to give her a quick kiss. She’s still giggling when I back away.
    “I think, for now, I’m just gonna have to tie your wrists and you just pretend like you’re tied to the bed or something,” I offer.
    “Ok,” she nods. “And if I move are you gonna spank me?”
    She’s joking, I know it. If I know anything about Lola, it’s that she definitely wouldn’t be down for a spanking, at least not the kind I used to give. Maybe a little smack on the butt every now and then, but if I slapped her ass like I used to do to the girls in my movies, she’d probably turn around and slap me right back ... which could actually be kind of hot, now that I think about it .
    “No spanking, young lady,” I laugh.
    “You gonna make me call you Sir?” she teases again.
    “I’m gonna make you come so hard you’ll call me Master of the Universe,” I grin.
    “Yeah, I don’t doubt that,” she giggles with a shrug.
    “And are you ok with the blindfold? I think it’ll be hot,” I grin.
    “Sure,” she nods. “Do we need, like, a safe-word or something?”
    “Nah, baby,” I smile and kiss her softly. “This isn’t a Dom/sub thing. We’re just fuckin’ around. You say stop and I’m stopping—and do not hesitate to say stop if you’re not digging it.”
    “Right,” she nods. “Ok. So, how do you want to start?”
    “First off, I wanna take your dress off,” I whisper to her seductively. “I want you totally bare—being exposed like that will enhance it because you’ll feel more vulnerable.”
    She rolls her eyes at me. “You want to make me feel vulnerable and helpless, eh, big man?”
    I snicker and kiss her forehead. “I never want you to feel helpless, Lo. It’s just about the mindset, you know? Like, you’re supposed to feel like I’m in control and you have to trust me to do stuff to you.”
    She pauses and gives me the sweetest, most innocent smile. “I always trust you, James.”
    It warms my heart to hear her say that, especially in a situation like this. She trusts me because she knows I’m going to treat her body with