Chapter Twenty–Four
Jayer
I stand at the bottom of Rose’s bed and admire my work. Rose is naked on her bed, panting and sweating after two orgasms. I can only imagine what I can do to her when I finally get to fuck her. If I get to fuck her. If I can make her such a weak mess with only my fingers and tongue, I can only imagine what I could do to her with my cock buried deep inside of her, perhaps while I have her cuffed. Oh, the naughty thoughts running through my mind right now are scandalous.
“Mmm, What a beautiful sight.” I groan and lick my lips. I can still taste her on my lips and smell her scent on my skin. Rose can only whimper in response. I climb back onto the bed and crawl toward her, until I reach my destination and tower over her.
“Catch your breath, pretty eyes, I will get a cloth to clean you up and get you clean underwear.”
I reach down and peck her lips. She can probably taste herself on my lips, but she doesn’t seem bothered. Some people like it. Some people don’t. Rose nods, and I disappear to her bathroom. She needs to leave for work soon. I don’t want her to be late. I will drop her off and see what she actually does for a living, and I want to know everything about her.
I glance around and find a washcloth. I run it under warm water and squeeze some shower gel onto it. I grab a towel and rejoin her. Rose hasn’t moved, but her breath is starting to steady. I sit down next to her.
“Open your legs, angel,” I say softly.
“Why?”
“Because I need to clean you up. We can’t have you being late for work.”
Rose blushes. “Um, I can clean myself up.”
“I know, but I will do it.”
It takes a moment, but she nods, permitting me to proceed. She will learn this is called aftercare, and it’s what a good Dom does for his sub. I take my time and run the warm cloth over her folds and thighs, making sure to wipe her thoroughly. Rose moans and squirms under me.
“Easy, Rose. You need to calm down, not start up again.” I chuckle.
I like what my touch can do for her. I pass her the towel to dry herself off before I end up aroning her all over again. While she does that, I go to find her some clean underwear. When I turn b. to her, she’s slowly sitting up. Her cheeks are still flushed.
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“Thank you.” She smiles as I hand her clothes to her.
I sit on the bed as she changes.
“I need you to do something for me, pretty eyes. On your phone and only your phone, no work. computer.”
“What do you need from me?”
I reach over and stroke the hair away from her eyes. “I need you to do some research for me. I will send you some links because if you Google it, a lot of the information you need will not come up or will be wrong. I want you to research the Dom/sub dynamic and also limits–hard and soft limits, like I mentioned to you last night. You don’t need to do much because I will tell you everything you need to know. Do you think you could do that for me?” I ask softly.
“Yes, Sir, I can do that. I will do it on my lunch break.” She smiles.
“Thank you, beautiful. Please, don’t let them scare you away. We will not participate in everything. you will read. If you have any questions, text me.”
She will encounter many different things, but she needs to realise that not all Doms like all those things. We all have what we like and dislike.
“I will try not to let it scare me off. Jayce, what happens if I don’t want any of this?” Her nervousness comes through with her shaky voice.
“Then we can’t continue. If you don’t want to, please tell me that and don’t pretend like you want it because that would be wrong.”
“Oh, okay. I promise I will be upfront with you.”
“Thank you. I hope it doesn’t scare you off. I promise after our talk tonight you can take a little time to think about things and ensure you are making the right choice for you. You understand if you want to continue, it isn’t going to be all sexual? I will take care of you in all ways. A Dom/sub connection can be such a strong, beautiful thing, in and out of the bedroom. It is based on trust, consent, loyalty, and truth.” There is so much more to it, and I don’t want her jumping into it thinking it is all about sex because that couldn’t be further from the truth.
She smiles. “Yes, I understand there is more too.”
“Good. Many people believe it is all about sex. And yes, there are some dynamics which are only sexual, but that isn’t me.” I’m being open and honest with her because it is the way it need to be..
“I am sort of happy to hear you say that because I don’t know if I could be in something purely sexual,” Rose whispers.
Chapter Twenty–Four
“Anyway. Enough for now. We should get you to work.”
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