Page 71 of Royal Mistake


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It was obvious I was so far out of my element. “What?”

He laughed. “Rope play. That is something you’ve yet to see and I hope to introduce you to. The master explained the importance of limits, highlighting how to know your submissive innately.”

“You don’t know me at all. How could you know my limits?”

I loved and hated the way he brushed his lips against my cheek, biting on my earlobe before whispering, “You are curious and have explored on the internet, perhaps in books and maybe visiting a kink club once out of curiosity, but you are a complete novice. Fearful yet excited. Yes?”

He’d pegged me far too easily. “Yes.”

“You long to explore the submissive side to you while confused as to why you prefer to remain the dominant in business.”

I shuddered just hearing the way he was describing me. Me! “Yes.”

“Then I know enough to respect your limits. You may not trust me yet, but I will not allow you to push your boundaries but so far. I will push them just enough. Understood?”

He pulled away, his grip on my chin still firm. “Yes.”

“And when we are playing, you will show me that respect by calling me sir.”

“Not master?” I teased and was rewarded with a swat on the butt.

“Not necessary. Do you understand?”

I swallowed the bile in my throat as well as my pride. “Yes. Sir.”

“Good girl. Undress for me while I prepare the swing.”

He brushed his thumb back and forth across my face, which only created another wave of tingles. When he pushed the thick digit past my lips, his eyes instantly became hooded.

I was no longer shocked by my instant and crazy behavior around him. I immediately sucked on his thumb without being asked. He smiled very slowly as he pumped his finger several times, allowing me to get it nice and wet.

“Thank you, sir.” Geez. Had I really called him that? I had. The better question was could I trust him enough not to harm me? “May I ask a question?”

“Of course.”

“You won’t harm me. I mean not really?”

His smile was warming. “There is a significant difference between teaching you the power of pain mixed with pleasure and harming you. I will never, ever allow any harm to come to you physically or mentally.”

“What about emotionally?” Why did that pop out of my mouth?

Valerio looked away briefly. “I hope that I can make that promise.”

But he couldn’t.

At least the man was being honest. That was something. Right?

He patted my face and nodded toward one of three chairs positioned in an arrangement in the room. “You can put your dress and heels there.”

I couldn’t move as he walked away, heading immediately to the swing. The butterflies had returned in full force, becoming more of a swarm than a nice warm feeling. I’d agreed to this and I planned on going through with it. Besides, he’d seen me unclothed before. Kind of. Even if one sexy event had been in the dark.

In his car.

The constant nagging the inner was giving me was soon turned into laughter. Trust. He was nuts if he believed the experience would allow me to feel that way.

Huffing, I turned around and headed toward the chair, kicking off my heels. A warm flush crept up on my cheeks, but I was determined to ignore the sensations. I was a big girl and being on a swing was child’s play. Right? I almost snorted from the thought but thought it unladylike.

I tugged off my dress, holding my head high.

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