‘You can cook, can’t you?’ Dom questioned.

Katy gasped. ‘Erm.?.?. Of course, I can,’ she said, knowing full well that she lived off Koka noodles and takeout.

‘Good. I want my partner to cook for me. Especially after a hard day’s work in the garage.’

Wow, now he’s taking these old-fashioned values a little too far, she thought.

As she guided Dom to cross over the road, he put his arm around her until she crossed safely. She couldn’t help but feel turned on by this amount of care. Katy couldn’t remember the last time she felt someone actually wanted to look out for her. There was something that felt sweet and warm about having someone there in your corner.

‘So, cooking is noted. But is there anything else youexpectfrom your partner, Dom?’ she asked, trying to sound as sultry as possible.

Dom’s eyes expanded. ‘You mean in the bedroom?’

Katy smirked, encouraging him to carry on.

‘Well .?.?.’ He cleared his throat. ‘I do like to be dominating. Dominic by name, dominating by nature, you see .?.?.’

‘OK .?.?.’ Katy was intrigued.

I suppose a dominating guy means less time on top – result!

‘I also want my partner to be pleased sexually. I take great pride in how much pleasure I can provide. I enjoy bringing them to orgasm. Whether it’s with a man or woman, I want to satisfy them.’

Katy could feel her underwear begin to moisten with his words, then her head tilted, catching up with his last sentence.

‘Oh .?.?. sorry. You’re bi? You’re bisexual?’

Dominic laughed. ‘I’m not anything, Katy. I told you I gooff connection. I suppose if youreallyhad to categorise me .?.?. you’d say I was .?.?. demi-pansexual.’

And I’d say you were a greedy bastard, Dominic!she thought.

‘But right now,’ he continued, ‘I feel very connected to you. Your bubbly personality is such a turn-on for me. I feel the need to look after you, and to, well .?.?. pleasure you.’

‘Oh .?.?. God .?.?. right.’ All Dom’s red flags were dissolving into the night air as Katy felt her fanny twitch. ‘That sounds positive!’ she blurted.

‘Look, Katy. Here it is. I want to fuck your brains out, but only if you follow everything I say. Every word. Every command. I’d start with basic orders the first couple of times, but over time, I’d get stricter with you.’

Her mouth gaped open, strangely turned on. On the one hand, she knew this sounded wrong. But on the other hand, she had never been with someone so sexily confident before.

‘I have to ask: are you a squirter?’ he said, his face completely serious as if he had simply asked her the time of day.

Katy coughed in complete shock.

‘I’m .?.?.I mean.?.?. I haven’t before, but .?.?.’

Dominic stopped walking. She turned to face him.

‘I can make you squirt, Katy,’ he announced bluntly.

Katy’s brows rose to her hairline.How can he be so sure?she wondered. And if he couldn’t, how could she possibly fake a squirt?

‘Tonight?’ she replied simply, feeling too curious, and too horny, to pass on a night with the Glaswegian Christian Grey.

‘Anytime, anyplace. I can make you squirt.’

‘I mean, I have always wanted to,’ Katy admitted. ‘It’s sort of been on my bucket list.’

The darkness cast a shadow over the couple, standing staring at one another beneath the night sky.