Page 112 of Chandelier Enthralled
“The how?”
“Yes, whether I tie up my sub. Ask them to perform an act in public. Demand they carry out a certain level of vulnerability.”
“You like others to watch you fuck?”
“We talk through their limits. Needs and wants. My focus is on delivering what they like and cranking that up to the maximum level for effect.”
“Effect?”
“Yes. Their pleasure is ultimately what’s important. I get off on providing endless orgasms in a vibrant environment.”
“Meaning what?”
“One where your boundaries are pushed.”
He had used the wordyouras though he was talking specifically to me. Reacting to his sensual teasing, my body came alive, my imagination set free, causing my clit to ache and my nipples to harden.
“Not just anyone can be a ‘good girl,’” he chided.
“That’s patronizing,” I said bitterly.
“Exhibit A.”
“You don’t think I’m capable of something like that?” I asked, offended. I had a sinking feeling he’d never see me as anything more than a friend’s sister.
“You would certainly be a captivating candidate,” he said huskily. “I’m sure any man or woman would take great pleasure from exploring your intricacies.”
He let that sit with me for a beat, turning to stare at me. “If you ever need an introduction to a dominatrix who can guide you, I’m the man to make it.”
“How would she help me?”
“She’d explore your kinks in a safe place. Perhaps show you around a club.”
“I don’t think I want that.”
Because I wanted it to be him that showed me around.
I didn’t recognize the road. “Where are we?”
“Hollywood Hills.” Greyson steered us up a long winding driveway until we entered a vast clearing. A grand house sat perched on the boundless hill.
“What is this?”
“Thought I’d debrief you, before you head home.”
“Is this your place?”
“Yes. Our conversation isn’t over,” he said, emphasizing his insistence we continue this inside.
Greyson climbed out and came around to my side to open my door. I took his hand and got out of the car.
“What’s this about?” I asked, while walking beside him.
“You and I were intimate, even though there was no touching. After a scenario like that there is a ritual.”
“What kind?”
“Aftercare.”
