“I visited last year. I didn’t see you. . . . ” Cole looked over to Daniel, and from the corner of her eye, she saw Daniel shake his head. “I just can’t imagine him never mentioning you. ”
“We just met recently,” she said, not sure what the interaction between the two friends meant, but deciding to question Daniel about it later. Something seemed off.
“That explains it, then,” Cole said a little too easily.
Daniel cleared his throat. “Let’s go to the living room. It’ll be more comfortable. ”
“Nah. ” Cole stood up and stretched. “I’m still beat. I’m going to head on up to bed. ”
Daniel and Julie wished him a good night, but because it was too early for bed and the house was too crowded for playroom activities, they curled up on a couch in the living room after cleaning up the kitchen. A movie was playing, but between small talk and wandering hands, neither of them paid much attention to it.
“What was that look between you and Cole at dinner?” Julie asked during a quiet moment.
“Saw that, did you?”
“Mm-hm. ”
“Cole assumed we’d met in the group. He thought you were new to the area since he went to a meeting when he was here last year and didn’t see you. ”
“Cole went to a meeting?”
“He’s a Dominant. I didn’t think you’d want to discuss your sex life during dinner. ”
She felt like she was on information overload. Learning Cole was a Dom and even imagining talking about sex with him threatened to crowd her brain. Something tickled on the edge of her mind, though, and she struggled to grasp on to it.
“He thinks you’d only go out with a submissive woman,” she finally said. “Why else would he assume we knew each other from the group?”
“I typically only date submissives, yes,” he said, but his words sounded calculated.
“So if I wasn’t . . . ”
“You are, so it doesn’t matter, and if you weren’t, it wouldn’t have mattered. ”
She snuggled deeper into his arms, overjoyed he would still want to be with her if she wasn’t interested in submission.
“You could look at the reverse, too,” he said. “You could have not dated me because I’m a Dominant. ”
She turned around in his arms and
kissed him. “What a mistake that would have been. ”
He didn’t answer, but ran a finger along her jaw.
“Is something wrong with Cole?” she asked. “He looks sad. ”
“His longtime girlfriend and submissive, Kate, recently left him. ”
The pain Cole must be experiencing hit her hard. She wondered what had happened between them.
“Must have been horrible for him if he’s leaving the country,” she said.
“The bond between a Dominant and submissive is intense on many levels. Cole loved Kate. A part of him always will. But I don’t know the details of what happened. He hasn’t been able to talk about it yet. He just wanted a safe place to stay for a while, and we’ve been friends a long time. ”
The sadness of the situation moved her to silence. Daniel tightened his hold on her and kissed the top of her head. They watched the rest of the movie without speaking.
• • •
Late the next morning she knelt in the playroom, trying to calm her mind. The cleaning crew had finished with the guesthouse earlier and they’d seen Cole settled. Julie had enjoyed spending time with him and was glad he’d be around for a few weeks before heading to India.
Daniel’s footsteps helped her refocus and she shifted, trying to perfect her position. She was naked, and on her knees, having carefully positioned herself as Daniel had instructed her.
“Good morning, kitten,” he said, the smile evident in his tone.
“Good morning, sir. ”
“You look so beautiful, kneeling, and waiting for me. ”
Before being with him, she’d never thought of kneeling as beautiful. Somehow when he said it, it made sense and she felt beautiful.
“Stand up for me, kitten. Let me see that body. ”
She rose to her feet, acutely aware of him watching her. She felt powerful.
He ran a hand down her side. “I missed this last night. Had to make do with fantasy and dreams. ”
With Cole in the house, when they went to bed, they’d only slept. Though she’d ached for Daniel’s touch, she’d not comprehended how much until he touched her intimately now. He brushed her nipple and she moaned.
“Yes, kitten. I’m going to touch you in all kinds of ways today and I want to hear all your noises. ” He playfully slapped her butt. “Go hop up on the table. On your back. ”
The leather of the table felt vaguely comforting. Soft and supple against her skin. Daniel looked almost predatory as he approached. He slipped something from his pocket and within seconds, black silk stole her sight.
“You’re going to be tied up and blindfolded at my mercy. What do you say if you want to stop?”
Her heart pounded and she was willing to bet he saw every beat. “Red, sir. ”
His fingers traced her lips. “Very good. And if I need to slow down?”
“Yellow, sir. ”
“You can also use ‘orange,’” he teasingly whispered in her ear as he blindfolded her, and she smiled.
She had expected to be tied with scratchy rope, so it was a surprise when a soft, thin coil circled her wrist.
“I’m using black rope today,” he said. “It contrasts so nicely with your skin. ”
He continued speaking, low and deep, all the while working to bind her to the table. Any fear she had slipped away under his expert touch and smooth-as-sin voice. He told her how good she looked, how much she turned him on, and how he couldn’t wait to do all sorts of wicked things to her body.
Before she knew it, she was bound spread-eagle. His hands were absent just for a moment and she had a quick sensation of panic. She was all tied up and blindfolded. She sucked in a breath.
“Everything okay, kitten?” His hands were back, stroking her shoulders. Calming. Soothing.
“Yes, sir. ”