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Dante didn’t laugh at my ridiculousness, though. He was the perfect Dom and tightened his hold on me, pressing me tight against his body so it felt like I was trapped. “I wanted to kiss you again, and I wanted to hold you again. I wanted to feel you moving against me, and I wanted to give you a memorable first scene, no matter how that looked.”
My sigh probably made him want to chuckle, but he kissed my head instead, so I did my best to be helpful and not drive both of us insane. “I…I wanted that too, but I don’t have a lot of experience talking about limits and even less when it comes to first dates working out.”
Did he know what an incredible understatement that was?
Probably not, but I didn’t think it mattered as I kept up a rambling explanation. “But what I kind of forgot was that it wasn’t our first date and that I already knew you. You’re not mean and you wouldn’t laugh at me even if you think my limits are silly.”
“There are no silly limits.” Kissing my head again, he used one hand to start stroking my back. “There are people in the lifestyle who don’t like pain, or who like it a lot. There are people who like to be humiliated and ones who need to avoid that. No one does this the same way as anyone else, that’s why we find the limits we have in common.”
I took a breath, but before I could get a word out, he chuckled. “And no, you can not worry about the possibility of us not having anything in common. We already do. I loved everything about your little headspace, and even if you told me that you went a lot younger sometimes, it wouldn’t be a problem.”
He knew me too well.
“I wasn’t going to say that.” His snort said he didn’t believe me. “But I lost my train of thought.”
Dante’s chest jerked but he managed not to laugh out loud. “There’s also nothing wrong if we discussed limits and you said that you didn’t want to do anything tonight. There’s also nothing wrong with discussing limits and then finding a fun way to make you come. It’s our second date, not our first, so no guilt about rushing.”
He had a few screws loose somewhere…but it seemed I liked that in a man.
“I know there’s nothing wrong with not rushing.” I just didn’t always explain that right. “We’ve known each other a while now, so there’s nothing about rushing I need to worry about.”
Especially because my inner attention whore was ready to do very grown-up things.
Dante scoffed. “There would also be nothing to worry about if we met at a club tonight and we came back to your place to have fun. Yes, I know that not everyone does that for a variety of reasons—I don’t like having sex or sleeping with people I don’t know well, for one—but it’s not something that anyone has to feel guilty about.”
I hadn’t dated much in college because confused had been my middle name, so I couldn’t relate to the pick-a-guy-up-in-a-club thing, but I knew he had a good point.
“We just have to do what feels right to us and what makes us feel good. Not just horny good but actually good.” God, someone needed to just shoot me.
“That’s right.” Sounding actually pleased, Dante kissed my head again. “And what makes me feel good is finding a partner who I understand really well and who responds to me clearly and who submits very sweetly. I’m a caretaker Dom, and to me, fighting with you to understand what you need would be very stressful.”
“I don’t need that.” I was just a pain in the butt. “It just…it just might take me a while to stop worrying.”
Because I’d had a lot of practice.
My first response seemed to be to change the subject until I knew what the guy I was talking to was into…and that was really unhealthy and unhelpful.
Ugh. I had to be the biggest pain in the butt to date.
“I’ll be patient with that as long as you do your best not to avoid conversations. I don’t want to have to discuss punishments because you won’t tell me your limits.” He said it very rationally, but it sounded insane when he laid it out like that.
“I’ll do my best.” Because our current conversational path was not going in a happy,sexy second datekind of way.
It was definitely amy sub’s been kind of naughty and needs a discussionsecond date.
“At least I didn’t let it go on all night?” Hoping for a reward of some sort, I thought it was a good sign when he chuckled. “I admitted what I’d done wrong and I apologized? You didn’t even have to torture me long to help me figure it out.”
I wasn’t sure keeping my fingers crossed would help fix the situation, but I was willing to try anything…even have the stupid limits discussion.
Chapter 8
Dante
“Torture, huh? I thought it was a very sweet method of letting you know I didn’t like your behavior.” My adorable drama queen couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to pout or huff and stomp his foot in frustration.
He seemed to be weighing his options and leaning toward looking cute and helpless, and I had to admit, it was working. It was also only our second date and I wasn’t going to be too hard on him since it hadn’t taken too much to get him to see the error of his ways.
Of course, it’d taken longer than I thought it should have, but Ruslan seemed to have an incredible ability to tune out anything he didn’t want to see…including his own bad behavior.
