“Despite what you may be thinking, it’s about more than sex and pain.”
Given the surroundings, she found that a bit difficult to believe.
“Doms are naturally protective and they take charge of situations.Being a Dom is an obligation and a responsibility that is taken seriously.”
Those were the same words he’d used when referring to the ranch and the house.Absently she wondered if Cade saw everything in his life in that way.
“Some people only practice their BDSM in the bedroom.One person is a top, the other is the bottom.Others live it as a lifestyle, twenty-four hours a day.Often it’s part of a committed relationship and the Dom or Master is in charge of all big decisions.He protects and provides for his sub or slave.”
She shuddered.“That sounds a bit extreme to me.”
“There’s a saying, show me a hundred BDSM couples and I’ll show you a hundred different ways to practice BDSM.Some people don’t have kinky sex, they simply live in a D/s way.What works for some people won’t work for others.”
“So what kind of Dom are you?”She was as fascinated as she’d been when Lara had talked about it the other night.
“Since I don’t own a collared slave, I’m not a Master.”
The term made her squirm, but she wasn’t sure it was entirely from discomfort.
“I enjoy sexually dominating female submissives so I occasionally go to clubs or kink events.I engage in what’s known as SSC—safe, sane and consensual scenes.You’re safe with me.”He was silent for a few moments before he added, “As safe as you want to be.”
She exhaled to chase away the sudden picture of him choosing an implement from the wall and walking toward her.
“Since you’ve already found my dungeon, you’re welcome to have a look around.”
“That’ll teach me to be nosy.”
“Or you can go back downstairs.If you want to pretend you didn’t see anything, that’s fine.If you want to ask questions or talk about anything, that’s okay.”His lips twitched with a trace of a smile.“And if you want me to take you back to your car so you can get the hell off the property and pretend you never heard the name Donovan, I understand.”
Though he’d given a little smile, there was no doubt how serious he was.“There was nothing wrong with the stairs, was there?”
“No.”
“This is the most unusual sales call I’ve ever been on.”
“Is it?”he asked.He thumbed his hat back just a little so that she could look him in the eye.
“Of course, I typically don’t dance with clients, either.”
“Or kiss them?”
“Or kiss them,” she conceded.“I’ve never met anyone like you.You intrigue me.This intrigues me.You’re a client.Apotentialclient.And I don’t want to screw this up.”
“Let’s agree that what happens up here has nothing to do with us potentially working together.We’ll keep business separate from this discussion.”
“I’d appreciate that.”
“I’m a man, a Dom, and you’re an attractive woman.It can’t surprise you to know I want you.”
“Want me?”she asked.Her heart thumped so hard in her throat that she could barely force out her next question.“In what way?”
“Don’t be coy, Sofia.You know exactly what I mean.”
She did.“You’re saying you…” She took a breath.“You want to fuck me.”
Chapter Four
“That, certainly.Yes,” he confirmed, making her knees knock together.“And more.”
