I grin. “Tell me what we’d do.”
“You want me to plan the scene right now?”
I nod. “I’ll give you a few minutes to think.”
“How kind.”
I stop talking and concentrate on the drawing. I’m not sure how much time passes, only how much of the drawing I get done. It’s fitting that I’m working on drawing his cock when he speaks.
“I’ll edge you through sex. You handled three times well before, so I think I can push you further, don’t you?”
A shiver runs through me. “Yes, Sir.”
“I’ll use nipple clamps. I have a set that I think you’ll appreciate. They have a very firm grip.”
“Fuck.”
“I’ll leave fresh marks on you.”
I bite my lip and put all my concentration into the drawing.
“Some visible, some hidden in special places that only you and I will know about.’
“I’d like that, Sir. When?”
“Whenever you want. You choose.”
“Wednesday worked before.” It feels a bit lame to make Wednesday kink day, but it’s one of only two nights that Stefan doesn’t work, which means he can take care of me for as long as I need him to afterwards. I could have suggested Sunday, but I don’t want to wait that long.
“Wednesday would be perfect.” He cranes his neck, probably trying to get a look at the drawing.
I tilt the sketchpad so he can’t see it. “I’m not finished yet.”
“I’ve seen your works in progress before.”
“I know, but this is different.”
“Why?”
“I’ve never drawn anything like this before. It could be terrible, at which point I’ll never show it to you.”
Stefan shakes his head. “That’s impossible. You couldn’t produce a bad drawing if you tried.”
“I’m not sure that’s true.”
“I am.”
My chest flutters under the weight of his intense stare. I dip my chin and wait for the whirlwind of emotions inside me to die down. As soon as I’m able to draw again, I work on the picture with renewed vigour. I want it to be the best thing I’ve ever drawn.
“Quinn.”
I look up, feeling a little dazed. I have no idea how long I’ve been focusing on the drawing without either of us talking, but it’s almost finished. My stomach flips as I wonder whether Stefan will like it or not.
“I wish I could draw.”
“Why?”
“Because you, drawing, naked, is the most stunning sight I’ve ever seen.”
