Page 48 of Dr. Bad Boy

“You’re kind of sexy. Let’s get to the part where we talk about all the ways I can have you naked and screaming my name, or doctor, or whatever.”

She quietly makes a noncommittal noise and keeps writing.

“Violet…”

“What?” She blinks up at me. “This might be the last bit of power I have with you, right?”

I nod. “I like to be in control, as you already know.”

She inhales a shaky breath and nods. “So I’m milking it for all its worth.”

I laugh out loud at that and lean back in my chair. “Fine.”

“Safe word…we used red and yellow before. Still good?”

Another nod. None of this is what I want to formalize between us. “What I really want in a contract are the boundaries of when and where and how I can expect your submission. The details can be more fluid within those confines.”

She frowns at me. “What do you mean?”

“I’m assuming you want this to remain private. And for me to be on my best behaviour when I come to your office.”

Understanding dawns on her and her face relaxes, then brightens. “Ah. Okay.” Her pen flies across the page, then she reads it back. “Max and Violet agree to contain their D/s relationship to their private residences.”

I nod and give her my address, and she writes it down. “I’d like telephone access as well.”

She narrows her eyes. “Texting, and telephone calls when I’m at home, only. No calling me at the office unless it’s for legitimate legal concerns.”

“That’s reasonable.” I think about what she said that first night. Words that have been burned in my mind for months.

“What are you limits?”

“For a first night?”

We’re no longer strangers. I let my gaze drift down her body, slowly. “How much can I ask of you, Violet? What are your limits now that you know me?”

She hesitates, her pen frozen in the air above the paper.

“Violet?”

Her gaze flicks to my face. Her cheeks are flushed, her eyes bright. “I think I said no impact play. I mean, I did. That night. But now…”

I grin, hard and feral. “Can I spank you, Violet?”

She nods eagerly.

“Can I use toys? I don’t have any with me today, but if you do…”

“Oh.” Her face falls. “I don’t. But yes, that’s fine.”

That’s fine. Oh, we’re going to have so much fun. “We’ll explore more in that area the first time you come to my house.”

“And when might that be? Should we figure out days or, I guess nights, that work for us both?”

“Let’s say it’s another attempt on my part to be romantic.”

“You want to ask me out for kink dates?” She smiles like that pleases her.

That makes two of us. “Yes, I think I do.” I hesitate before adding the other half of the truth. “And I’d like to keep you a bit off-kilter, if you trust me.”

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