Part 13 (2/2)

”Wait here,” I said and got up, barely able to walk owing to the erection and I managed to get to the dresser drawer and found a couple of silk scarves. I brought them back to the bed and used them to tie her to the bed. She started laughing. ”What the h.e.l.l do you think you're doing?”

”You'll find out soon enough,” I said and lowered myself to her thighs; put myself in the right position to eat her out. She quivered, tried to move when my tongue slid into her, and when I reached her c.l.i.t she was bucking but the scarves limited her movement.

I had dreamed about this.

Jacked off to images just like this one ever since I'd set eyes on her. And now she was here, she was mine. Or if she wasn't she would be.

ELENA.

I was in heaven and never wanted to come down.

The things Thorne's tongue was doing to me, there was no way I could explain it. Suffice it to say that it made me forget everything. When he finally took his head out from between my thighs, I was craving more. He took off his shorts and I could do nothing but watch because I was tied to the bed and for some reason that tiny addition was making everything s.e.xier. It made me feel at his mercy and...helpless. I had no choice but to trust him. His c.o.c.k was hard when he started to search for a condom on the nightstand and slid it on. And when he finally thrust inside me, the feeling was better than anything I had ever felt before...

THORNE.

”We should probably have the talk,” I said, untying the second scarf and setting her free.

For now.

She looked at me from the bed. ”What talk?”

I pressed a b.u.t.ton on the wall so the blinds came off the large window and let in sunlight. She looked even more beautiful now than she had when I woke her up. ”Now that we've moved on to a more intimate part of the relations.h.i.+p,” I said, fearing what might come after I had said what I wanted to say. ”I should probably tell you that I'm a bit of a dominant in bed.”

”Dominant?”

”Ever heard about bondage? Or DS relations.h.i.+ps?”

”A little.”

”Okay then,” I said. ”Look, simply put although I enjoy regular, vanilla stuff once in a while, I really have to be dominant in bed in order to get any fun out of it.”

I couldn't tell if that was dejection or her face or confusion. ”Oh.”

”Elena,” I said. ”I'm not into anything weird, I mean, I can do hardcore stuff if the submissive wants, but what I basically want is an extension of what we did just now.”

”Oh.”

”So...I need to know Elena. Did you...enjoy it?”

I hated that I couldn't tell what she was thinking. ”Well,” she said, after a while. ”Yeah.”

”I'll need a little more than that.”

She was thinking. Probably trying to figure out if it was too late to run. I didn't blame her if that's what she wanted but it would be extremely depressing. ”Well?” I urged.

”Thorne,” she said, looking up at me. ”Pretty sure this was the best s.e.x of my life.”

I could barely believe my ears. ”You're saying...you had fun?”

”Yes.”

”And you don't mind...continuing with this?”

”Maybe you can explain some of this stuff to me,” she said. ”But yeah.”

”Elena,” I said. ”I think I might faint with happiness.”

She laughed. ”Okay look,” she said, and a flush crept over her cheeks. ”This is not something I'm used to, but I can't say that I didn't enjoy it. I like trying new things.”

I leaned in and kissed her. ”Well then,” I said. ”How about you go with on a bit of a vacation?”

”Vacation?”

”I have another property,” I said. ”A house. Its close by but no one knows about it, no one except for my immediate family. We could take a week off, see how it goes.”

”Thorne,” she said. ”Don't you think it's a bit too soon for that?”

I sat on the bed, facing her. ”Elena,” I said. ”I haven't wanted anyone the way I want you. I've never really dated, so to speak, ever since that last break up all those years ago. I know when I see something special and you're special. If you'll let me show you how much better this can get, I'm sure you'll find yourself craving me like a junkie craves drugs.”

”A bit full of ourselves, aren't we?”

”Why the h.e.l.l shouldn't I be?”

She was still smiling so that had to be a good thing. ”Let me get back to you on that,” she said.

”Take your time,” I said and stood. ”Now. Where would you like to go for breakfast?”

ELENA.

”I take it the date went well,” Penny said from the couch the minute I entered the apartment. She was in her PJs and watching The Notebook again, with a huge bowl of popcorn on her lap. There was a filled wine gla.s.s on the end table.

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