“That’s great,” he told her warmly.
It was? Oh, good. That was easier than she’d thought.
“What exactly are you ready for?”
Okay. She should have known he’d make her spell it out. “F-for you and I to take things a step further. If you want to, that is. If you don’t, if you’ve changed your mind then I get it. We can just forget about it.”
He reached across and clasped her hand in his, placing two fingers on her wrist over her pulse point. “Shh. Your heart is racing. There’s no need to be nervous. I haven’t changed my mind. I just want you to tell me what it is you want so there’s no misunderstanding.”
She guessed that was fair, although she really wished she didn’t have to spell it out.
“I want to try BDSM. With you.”
Just in case he thought you wanted to try it with someone else. Idiot.
A grin graced his lips. “I’m glad to hear that.” He ran his thumb over the top of her hand.
“I want to do the ropes again and maybe a few more things. Nothing that involves pain.”
“We can work out your limits. You might find you like a little pain. A spanking can be very pleasurable. Unless it’s given for punishment. Then you have no say over the pain.”
That sounded both intriguing and damn terrifying.
“And I want sex.”
Oh, holy shit. She needed to shut up now before she blurted anything else.
“There will be sex,” he said in a deep voice that sent small shivers racing across her skin.
Thank God.
“But when I say so.”
She gulped. Was she really ready for this? She’d never know until she tried.
“Your car is at Black-Gray?”
She nodded. Why did he want to know that?
“Good. I’ll walk back with you then follow you home.”
It was happening. God help her now.
***
He sat on the sofa in her apartment and pulled her onto his lap, deepening their kiss. When he pulled back, her eyes were dazed, her mouth swollen.
He couldn’t help but kiss her again. Having her on his lap was a test of his endurance. He wanted nothing more than to strip off her clothes and feast on her body. To graze her nipples with his teeth, kiss his way down her flat stomach, and lap up her juices. Hmm, maybe he would do just that. He didn’t intend to take her tonight. He wanted to push her a little first. To have her so hot for him she wouldn’t think of trying to shut him out.
He laid her back on the sofa, sitting beside her, his breath coming in fast pants. He ran his finger over her full lips. “I want to taste you.”
“Taste me?” she asked.
“Yes. Here.” He touched her lips. “And here.” He moved his fingers down to her nipples. She sucked in a breath, which pressed her taut peak against his fingers. He pinched the nub slightly, and she groaned. “Here.” He cupped her mound, feeling her warmth against his skin. “I’m only going to ask this one more time, are you sure you’re ready? Because you can have more time, but once we start then there’s no going back.”
She guessed that was a fair warning. If slightly ominous.
She licked her lips. “I have limits.”