Fuck that. I want her. I want to be the one tying her.
“Wow.” I shake my head a little, surprised by my own thoughts. I’m not usually a possessive person, but if I’m being honest, I don’t like the idea of some other rigger getting his ropes around her. I want it to be me. I want to tie her again, and I also want her to ask for more.
“Wow what?” Kas asks.
“I’m just having some rare feelings.”
“Rare?”
“Honesty, yes?” I tilt my head to gaze down at her.
“That’s what you keep saying.”
“I guess it’s my turn, then.” I release her from my embrace, and she crawls off my lap to sit on the towels, facing me. “First, put your shirt back on.”
I cannot possibly have a sane conversation with her tits out like that. Having her in my
lap is one thing—I was focused on her aftercare while she was mostly covered by my arms—but I can’t talk to her when she’s right in front of me and practically naked.
Kas pulls her shirt over her head, and I yank my jeans back on. We sit facing each other again, and I try to come up with the perfect words to entice her, not scare her. She has nowhere to go, and the last thing I want is for her to feel trapped.
We are trapped.
I run my hands over my face and collect myself before speaking.
“I know this is totally new for you,” I say, “so I feel like I need to tread lightly.”
“It’s all right.” She glances away, lowering her eyes. She won’t look at me, and I know I’ve hurt her. The one thing I didn’t want to do, I just did.
She thinks I’m going to reject her.
“Don’t look sad,” I say as I reach out and take her hand. I stroke the pad of her thumb slowly. “Kas, I’ve had a lot of people in rope. I’ve also introduced people to rope who have never tried it before. I don’t usually want to immediately and simultaneously tie them up again, get naked and have sex with them, and take them out for dinner.”
“What?” Her eyes widen.
“What I’m saying so ineloquently is that I rather enjoyed that more than I usually do. I’d definitely like to tie you up again, and I really want to kiss you again, and then I’d like to take it a whole lot further.”
“Oh!” Kas sits up straighter, blushes, and looks away from me.
“Is that something you would consider?” I ask.
“Which part?” she asks quietly.
“Any of it.” I laugh. “Really, at this point, I just want to stay close to you. If you’re interested in any of the rest of it, I’d love to know. It would give me a better idea about how I should proceed. I’m not trying to push you. You aren’t obligated to do anything with me, and if you say you’re not interested, that’s okay. I’ll get over it. I just want to be really clear that I’m up for a lot more if you are as well.”
Kas stares down at her hand in mine. I can’t read her face, and it’s driving me crazy. I put it all out there, and I know I’m leaving myself open to be hurt, but I have to say what I want if I ever expect to get it.
“I guess it’s my turn to say ‘wow.’” Kas chuckles before placing her other hand on top of mine. “Yes, Cree, I’d like more, too.”
“All of it?” I grin. “Even dinner?”
“Could you take me to a nice restaurant right now?” Kas glances over to the railing for the first time since I started tying her.
“I would love to. How about Chez Credence? We’ve got a lovely selection of protein bars for you today. The chef’s special is almond butter and banana.”
Kas laughs, and I grab a couple of protein bars and a bottle of water from my backpack.
“So, after we eat, do you want to…?” Kas’s voice trails off, and she blushes again.