Page 79 of Masked

“What surprises you the most about the things you didn’t know you wanted?”

She thought about it. “I think it’s the complete filth that comes out of your mouth.”

“Not the spitting or the face slapping?”

She shook her head. “Those are physical things that shocked me for sure. But I’ve always known I would enjoy the rougher side of sex. It’s the way you can morph into that intense Dom mode and completely degrade me, but it doesn’t make me feelbad.It just makes me feel dirty and horny and like maybe I could be those things you’re calling me.”

He hummed and tweaked her nipple beneath the water. “You certainly took to my play style a lot quicker than most have.”

“And you still won’t tell me how many you’ve done this with?”

“It looks different with each partner, of course, but if you must know, it’s probably close to a dozen now.”

That honestly didn’t sound so bad. She’d slept with several men in her life, though nothing as intense as what Noah did to her.

“Do you ever feel bad for the way you play with women?”

He thought about it for a minute while he stroked a hand up and down her abdomen. “Not anymore. When I was younger and still figuring out what it was I was actually looking for out of sex and kink, I thought something was wrong with me. I suspect everyone goes through that phase. Especially those of us who are into the darker kinks.”

“You, dark?” she teased.

He tweaked her nipple again, but laughter shook him.

“Have I seen the darkest side of you yet?”

“No one has.”

That had her curious and terrified.

“Have I seen the darkest side you’re willing to let others see?”

She picked up the hand resting on her thigh and kissed it before placing it on her breast.

“Are you saying you want more intense?”

Was she asking for that? “I’m just curious about how far you’ve gone. What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done to a woman.”

“Worst is really subjective. If I ever spit in Elise’s mouth, she would have left me.”

She chuckled. “I guess I am a dirty slut then, aren’t I?”

His cock twitched at her back, and she wiggled against him.

He pinched her nipple hard enough to make her squeal. “Behave. We have to get you to your class soon. You don’t have time to deal with the consequences if you get me started again.”

“You didn’t exactly answer my question.”

“I did a well-orchestrated scene with a submissive once where I fucked her in an alley and left her in the dumpster. It was disgusting and probably completely unsafe for a variety of reasons, but it was a fantasy she’d had for years, and she begged me to help her bring it to life.”

Reva wrinkled her nose. “How long was she in the dumpster?”

He chuckled. “That’s the worst part. It was only supposed to be ten minutes but the friend who was helping me got his wires crossed and it ended up being closer to a half hour.”

“Oh man. That’s awful.”

“Believe me, I felt terrible and did everything I could to make it up to her. I bought her an entire new wardrobe and sent her to a weekend spa retreat after that scene.”

“Is that your usual MO? You do filthy degrading things to your subs and then buy them expensive things?”

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