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“That’s good.” He strokes my cheek once more before pulling his hand back. “The point of this pose is not only to show your submission to me but also to calm you. If you’re feeling nervous or need to be grounded, I may have you kneel or submit in a different pose. But this is a good place to start, and it’s one we’ll use often.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

He shifts back in his chair. My eyes remain on his as he stands. He had the power prior to this, but with him over me now, I feel the power exchange even more so. He’s tall, broad, and strong. His thighs are thick, and at this level, I can see the clear erection in his jeans.

My fingers itch to open his belt, to make good on my offer to use my mouth to please him, but he’s the one who dictates when I get to touch.

Dane’s finger slips under my chin, and when our eyes meet, he’s amused. “I know you’re hungry for my cock, baby. But first, we need to eat real food. I have plans that require you to keep up your strength.”

Heat blooms beneath my skin, but it would be silly to argue; I know it won’t get me what I want. Dane holds out his hand, and I stare at it in confusion.

His warm chuckle washes over me, and my eyes move to his again. “Would you like to feed yourself dinner while seated? Or if you’d like to stay there, I’d be happy to feed you, but it will be by my hand only.”

My cheeks burn at the idea of him feeding me at his feet. I think I remember reading that Dominants like to feed their submissives as a way to show their care for them. I’ll admit I’d like to try it sometime, but not tonight.

I put my hand in his. Dane helps me up, and when I’m standing, his lips press against my ear. “In time, you’ll eat only at my feet and by my hand unless I allow otherwise. But for now, let’s get to know each other first, hmm?”

My pussy flutters. I fight back a moan, surprised that his words turned me on as much as they did. I guess I do really want to try that sometime.

I wet my lips. “Sounds good, Sir.”

Dane presses a lingering kiss on my forehead. “You’re too perfect, Lindsey.”

30

Dane

IF I HAD LESS self-control, dinner would have been Lindsey’s cunt. A sweet cunt I could smell as soon as she opened her legs for me while kneeling.

I’d imagined her at my feet, kneeling so perfectly for me, since the moment we started talking. I’ve even painted what I imagined she would look like, and I loved the end result so much that painting now resides above my fireplace. The one Lindsey stared at and, if I assumed correctly, was jealous of. Eventually, I’ll reveal that it’s her, but I don’t need to show those cards now. Not when we’re just getting to know each other.

“I’m glad you like your food,” I say as I chew a bite of my grilled lemon chicken.

She smiles around a bite. After she swallows, she says, “I’ll admit, I was a little worried you’d be serving me a chicken and veggie omelet.”

I sip my glass of dry white wine, the one five-ounce glass I’m allowing each of us tonight so we are both clearheaded. “I thought about it.”

She chuckles. “Thank you for sparing me.”

“Come on,” I tease. “It wasn’t that bad.”

“Tell that to my taste buds,” she jokes, eating another piece of chicken.

I watch with rapt attention as the fork slides from her mouth like that day at the diner, and my cock jumps. To avoid cutting this dinner short and fucking her over the table, I ask her a question. “How long have you lived in Starlight Haven?”

She sips her wine, her brown eyes finding mine. “About two years. You?”

“Five.”

Her eyes widen. “I can’t believe we haven’t met before now. You’d think we would have.”

“I keep to myself, as I think you know by now.”

“This town is so gossipy that I’m surprised, honestly. Especially since you know Fox and Morgan.”

“Like Fox and Morgan, they know I like to keep my life private. It’s easier with my work, and I also like the quiet.”

“I do, too. It took me some getting used to after growing up in a city, but it’s why I ultimately decided to move here. For Kas as well. We needed a change of pace, and this was about as different as we could get without moving states while also staying close enough that she can see her dad.” Lindsey grits her teeth at the mention of Kas’s dad, and it puts me a bit on edge. I don’t like seeing her upset.