“You know what I mean.”
She had a lot of different feelings rushing through her mind, but mostly, Meredith was tired. Her body was aching in the most delicious ways, and she just knew she was going to be sore the next day. It would be impossible not to be after all of their lovemaking.
“What happens now?” She asked.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean,” she bit her lip and thought about shaking it off. She should just tell him she wanted to know if they were going to have a snack or something.
The problem was that Daniel was perceptive, and he would know if she was lying.
Hell, her bottom was still stinging from the last spanking he’d given her, and her transgressions hadn’t even been that bad. She wanted him to spank her again, but not for lying. He didn’t like being lied to, even about things that she thought were very small and seemingly unimportant.
No, if there was one thing Meredith had learned during this time, it was that bravery was everything, and that courage would be rewarded.
“Between us,” she said.
At that, he got up on his elbow and looked at her closely.
“Meredith, are you asking me on a date?” He asked, smiling.
“Maybe.”
“Are you saying that you want to be with me after this is all over?”
Bravery.
She had to show bravery.
Was that what she wanted?
Oh, yes, it totally was.
But did he want the same thing?
She’d never know if she didn’t ask, so Meredith sucked up all of her inner-strength and nodded.
“Yes,” she said. “Yes.”
Chapter Ten
She said yes.
She wanted him.
She wanted them.
That thought made Daniel so much happier than it should have. Okay, so they were locked up together. They had essentially been forced into a situation where they had to confront their feelings, and now they were.
And she wanted him.
He kissed her again, over and over, and then he pulled her into his arms. Meredith was tired, and she fell asleep before he could even ask her more about her feelings. She passed out and was quietly snoring right in his arms, and she left him alone, awake, to think about everything that had happened.
He was a Dom, so he was supposed to be in control. He was supposed to be in charge. He was supposed to be the person who had answers, and who understood what was going on. He was supposed to guide her, but what Meredith didn’t know was that sometimes, even Dominants felt scared or lonely or nervous.
And when it came to her, there were no rules.
There were no boundaries.