I nod, gazing into his eyes. “Yep.”
“Like, how much?”
“As much as my partner lets me. I like restraints, mostly.”
His tongue flicks out to wet his lips and my cock swells slightly. “I’ve never really let anyone, because it’s always casual, you know?”
I nod. “But you want to?”
“Yes.” His cheeks turn bright red as soon as the word is out of his mouth. “I considered going to a club, but I chickened out. I didn’t want to do things like that with a stranger, you know? But my… my, um…”
“You can tell me anything, Nan. You can trust me.”
“I know.” He clears his throat. “It’s my biggest fantasy. It gets me off the most.”
“Being dominated?”
“Used,” he whispers, digging his fingertips into my flesh slightly. “Helpless.”
“Fuck. That’s so hot. You never have been?”
“Closest I got was today.”
I wrap my arm around his waist and pull him close, making his breath catch. “You want me to dominate you, Nan? Use you? Make you beg for me?”
He nods, releasing a shaky breath. “I trust you.”
There’s nothing sexier, in my opinion. “I’d love to. We can explore together. See what feels good for both of us.”
Swallowing hard, Nantes drags his hands down my chest. “I have so many fantasies involving you.”
“I never had a clue, but I’m glad I do now.” I grip his chin. “You’ll tell me all of them, and if you’re good for me, I’ll make them all come true.”
He whimpers, nodding as his eyelids flutter. “I’ll be good.”
Fuck me. I had no idea I could feel this way about Nantes, or any man, but right now I want to strip him down and fuck him senseless. My cock jerks violently at the thought, so I grab his hand and rub it against my bulge.
“Just so you know, I’m legit turned on.”
“Fuck,” he whispers.
“Tell me the dirtiest fantasy. Right now. Tell me.”
He shivers in my arms, gazing up at me with the prettiest, neediest look on his face. “I don’t top often. I prefer bottoming.”
I nod. “Go on.”
“But I love the idea of a very dominant man asking me to fuck him. The idea that he trusts me enough, wants me enough, to give that part of himself to me is heady.”
“You want to fuck me?”
He sucks in a breath. “I’m so turned on right now I might pass out.”
“Don’t do that.” I brush my thumb across his cheek. “You want to see me bend over and beg for your cock? That is, after I’ve spent days taking everything I want from you?”
“Oh my god, you’re good at this.”
Grinning, I slip my thumb into his mouth and he sucks it. “I’m inspired. I think we’re gonna have fun together, Nantes.”
