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Patting his legs, Zeke waited until she perched herself on the edge of one knee. Tsking in disapproval, he roped his free arm around her waist and hauled her skinny ass directly on top of him, her back against his chest, and her legs spread over his thighs.
Keeping the arm where it was, he held the paper in front of her.
“This is a limits list, Livvy. It’s a copy of the old one new members used to fill out for Avalon; there’ll be an updated version available which you’ll need to complete tonight, but for our purposes, this will do for now.”
“Purposes?” she repeated quietly.
“Learning purposes.”
“So… you’re going to teach me what all these… activities are?”
“Angel, I’m gonna teach youeverythingyou need to know about utilizing your submissive qualities. They’re in here,” he murmured, resting his chin on her shoulder so he had a view of the kink list. “We just have to play around with what feels right to you.”
Her breath hitched. “There are a lot of things on here, Zeke.”
“I know.”
“Am I ever going to walk straight again after this?”
A laugh rumbled free. “I don’t want to break you, Livvy. A little limp for a few days would be most satisfying. Is there anything you already know?”
“I, ah…” She huffed out a breath. “Vaginal and anal sex. Cuffs, ropes, floggers, whips, anal play…”
Concern niggled at him as she reeled off almost half of the kinks. Either she’d been experimenting with her sexuality without losing her virginity to some undeserving shmuck, or she wasn’t quite on the same page as him. “Olivia. Have you tried all these?”
Her head snapped around so quickly, it was a wonder her neck didn’t crack. “No!”
It dawned on him. “You’ve read about them.”
“They might be mentioned in a book or two…” she hedged. “Obviously vaginal sex is checked off my done list.”
“All right, let’s try this a different way so we don’t get confused. I’ll state an activity; you tell me what you know about it and if it’s something you want to experience. I’d like it if you’d give things at least one shot to see if you’ll enjoy it before you say no,” he continued when she narrowed her eyes.
“Even anal?” she asked, aghast.
“Especially anal. Not tonight,” he assured her when her eyes sparked with worry. “I might choose to dabble with it, but I think that’s something we need to play with more at home.”
Olivia fidgeted, the weight of her ass wriggling around on his erection. “All right.”
It took them an hour to go through the list, and he wasn’t sure who was more traumatized—Olivia, discovering there was more to BDSM than her raunchy books suggested, or his poor, supercharged cock, begging for attention.
By the time they reached the end, her squirming was slightly maniacal, her breathing choppy, but they’d ascertained that she trusted him enough to try everything but caning and watersports before she made her choices.
Slipping his hand under the waistband of her loose jogging pants, Zeke cupped her pussy in his palm, toying with her slit using only a fingertip. Her curls were damp with her juices, her labia swollen and plump to the touch. Gentle pressure, and he eased a finger inside her, wrenching a hungry moan to life.
“In the club, you’ll speak to the Doms respectfully,” he instructed. “The Masters are usually addressed by Master, followed by their name, or sir. For example, Atticus will be Master Atticus to you. Mistresses are the same, although it’ll be ma’am instead of sir. Manners don’t cost anything, do they?”
Another moan. “No, Sir.”
“Good girl. You have safewords, always. Red for stop, yellow for wait, green for everything’s fine. They always apply, at home and in the club.” He smiled as her fingers clutched the arms of the chair, nails biting into the fabric as she rocked her hips in an awkward rhythm. “Sex will become easier the more we practice. Relax and slow down, Livvy.”
“I need…”
“I’ll give it to you. Just relax and slow down,” he repeated, letting the limits list flutter to the floor. Bringing his free hand to her throat, he squeezed firmly, pulling her attention away from her pussy to where he controlled her breathing. “Jerking your hips won’t get you what you crave, angel. Roll them, nice and smooth.”
“Can I have your cock? Please?” She gasped sharply when his fingertips grazed her inner walls in just the right spot.
“Not yet.”
