the couch behind her and smiled. "Don't be sorry, Scarlett. Tonight I want you to be completely open with me and not feel reserved in your questions. This is why we're here, to negotiate." He kept his eyes on hers and was very pleased that she didn't try to look away from him. "No, I'm not going to touch you tonight, unless you ask me to that is."
Her eyes widened at his words, she hadn't expected him to give her a choice. "I'm confused," her voice was more confident after her earlier outburst, somewhere inside she had found audacity.
"What exactly are you confused about?" He smiled indulgently, very willing to let her lead the conversation for now. He was still shocked at the change of her attitude in only a few minutes.
"I just assumed that you would be in control of what we did," she took another sip of water, the dryness slipping away with each drop.
"If you decide to accept my terms, make no doubt that I will control you completely." His tone had deepened, while he wanted her to be comfortable tonight, he also didn't want to give her false impressions about who would be taking the lead.
She felt her hands tremble and almost dropped the glass at his change of inflection in his voice. He grabbed the glass taking it from her hands and smiled warmly and she felt her heart race again. Holy hell this man turned her on she thought, her eyes lowering as she tried to hide her longing.
"Look at me Scarlett," he demanded strongly, his long fingers went under her chin and forced her eyes to his. "I need to be able to see your face and know what you're feeling, it's very important that you understand this."
He sat the glass down on the table beside him before turning his eyes back to her. Not letting go of her chin, he smiled at the desire that filled her gaze. "We need to talk about what you hope to get out of this. Tell me what it is you truly want." His fingers moved from under her chin and stroked softly across her cheek before he dropped his hand.
The touch of his fingers sent shivers of awareness through her and she was lost for a moment. "I think I want you," she whispered softly, careful not to drop her gaze again.
He chuckled softly at her admission, "You only think you do Scarlett?" He smirked as her cheeks reddened. She was definitely a delight he thought, feeling a longing to kiss her and refraining from it.
" Th-that's not what I meant, I mean yes I want..." her face burned warmer and she grew flustered not knowing how to explain what she meant to him.
"I'm glad you want me Scarlett, I want you as well, but we are here to figure out what you are willing to allow me to do to you." He watched her eyes widen at his words and smiled deeply.
"Wh-what do you w-want to do to m-me," she stuttered feeling a little overwhelmed again.
"Sweetheart the things I want to do to you would probably send you running for the door, but I can be a patient man when I choose to be," he smiled enjoying how her eyes widened even more. "I need to know what things you aren't willing to try."
"I honestly don't know," she found her voice again and felt defeated because she honestly didn't know enough about sex or his world to give him an honest opinion.
"Baby you have no idea how enticing it is to think about you letting me do whatever I want to you, but you have me in a quandary here. I have to admit Scarlett this in uncharted territory, I've never taken a virgin before, and I've certainly never introduced one to this lifestyle." The thought was beyond exciting for him, but he worried if she knew her own needs well enough to get anything from this for herself.
"So you don't want me?" She lowered her eyes again, not wanting to let him see her cry but her disappointment had her on the verge of tears.
He brought his fingers up to her chin and lifted it again. "Sweetheart you have no idea how much I want you," he chuckled as her eyes filled with hope, "what I don't know is how do this without
Her eyes widened at his words, she hadn't expected him to give her a choice. "I'm confused," her voice was more confident after her earlier outburst, somewhere inside she had found audacity.
"What exactly are you confused about?" He smiled indulgently, very willing to let her lead the conversation for now. He was still shocked at the change of her attitude in only a few minutes.
"I just assumed that you would be in control of what we did," she took another sip of water, the dryness slipping away with each drop.
"If you decide to accept my terms, make no doubt that I will control you completely." His tone had deepened, while he wanted her to be comfortable tonight, he also didn't want to give her false impressions about who would be taking the lead.
She felt her hands tremble and almost dropped the glass at his change of inflection in his voice. He grabbed the glass taking it from her hands and smiled warmly and she felt her heart race again. Holy hell this man turned her on she thought, her eyes lowering as she tried to hide her longing.
"Look at me Scarlett," he demanded strongly, his long fingers went under her chin and forced her eyes to his. "I need to be able to see your face and know what you're feeling, it's very important that you understand this."
He sat the glass down on the table beside him before turning his eyes back to her. Not letting go of her chin, he smiled at the desire that filled her gaze. "We need to talk about what you hope to get out of this. Tell me what it is you truly want." His fingers moved from under her chin and stroked softly across her cheek before he dropped his hand.
The touch of his fingers sent shivers of awareness through her and she was lost for a moment. "I think I want you," she whispered softly, careful not to drop her gaze again.
He chuckled softly at her admission, "You only think you do Scarlett?" He smirked as her cheeks reddened. She was definitely a delight he thought, feeling a longing to kiss her and refraining from it.
" Th-that's not what I meant, I mean yes I want..." her face burned warmer and she grew flustered not knowing how to explain what she meant to him.
"I'm glad you want me Scarlett, I want you as well, but we are here to figure out what you are willing to allow me to do to you." He watched her eyes widen at his words and smiled deeply.
"Wh-what do you w-want to do to m-me," she stuttered feeling a little overwhelmed again.
"Sweetheart the things I want to do to you would probably send you running for the door, but I can be a patient man when I choose to be," he smiled enjoying how her eyes widened even more. "I need to know what things you aren't willing to try."
"I honestly don't know," she found her voice again and felt defeated because she honestly didn't know enough about sex or his world to give him an honest opinion.
"Baby you have no idea how enticing it is to think about you letting me do whatever I want to you, but you have me in a quandary here. I have to admit Scarlett this in uncharted territory, I've never taken a virgin before, and I've certainly never introduced one to this lifestyle." The thought was beyond exciting for him, but he worried if she knew her own needs well enough to get anything from this for herself.
"So you don't want me?" She lowered her eyes again, not wanting to let him see her cry but her disappointment had her on the verge of tears.
He brought his fingers up to her chin and lifted it again. "Sweetheart you have no idea how much I want you," he chuckled as her eyes filled with hope, "what I don't know is how do this without
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