Page 36 of Danger and Dominance
“Anything else?”David asked.“Implements that you want off the table?Are you okay with public scening, or would you prefer private?”
“I’m fine with any implements that aren’t already on my no list.”Canes were a hard no for her, as were single tail whips, but she was completely open to floggers, paddles, crops, and others.There were a few kinds of nipple clamps that were hard noes for her as well, but it left plenty open.“Private if there’s any sexual contact.”
She didn’t particularly want an audience for her first time having sex post-Don.
“No need to worry about that,” David said, breaking eye contact to turn his attention back to the activities below them.“We’re going to keep it completely platonic.It would be unethical of me to scene with you otherwise.If that changes how you feel about scening with me, I understand.”
“It doesn’t.”She would rather scene with him without sex than scene with anyone else with.
Why she would be willing to jump into bed with him so soon after meeting him, when she hadn’t found anyone back home that she felt interested in doing so with, she didn’t know.Her unexpected attraction to him had locked on hard.
Though, she wished that he was maybe a little more unethical.Or that the circumstances didn’t make him feel that sleeping with her would be unethical.But she kind of got it.She’d read bodyguard romances before.They definitely weren’t supposed to sleep with their clients.
Too bad this wasn’t a Lexi Blake novel.That security team always ended up sleeping with their clients.
David didn’t seem the type to unbend, though.She was surprised he was even scening with her.
His thumb moved up and down the side of her neck as his gaze returned to hers, as if he was stroking her for giving the right answer.Caught by his eyes, Cassidy pressed her thighs together, trying not to whimper.Knowing that she was getting no sex, she didn’t want him to know how turned-on she was.
Just a scene.
Platonically.
No biggie.
“We can still check to see if there’s a private room available if you prefer.”
Did he prefer a private room?Maybe that’s what he was trying to say.He might not want his entire team watching them scene, especially since she was technically their client.Even though she knew he was trying to give her what she wanted, what she really wanted was to give him whathewanted.
However, she wasn’t going to challenge him on how he was supposed to be the one making decisions right now.With his hand on her, their agreement to do a scene together, she did not want to ‘learn a lesson’ tonight.
“Whatever you prefer, Sir.”
His green eyes warmed, the edges of his lips curling up.Yeah, she’d uno-reversed him.Successfully, this time.
“Okay, little spark.Let’s go downstairs.”
Little spark.Why that made her feel melty all over again, she wasn’t sure.Maybe it was just because he’d given her a nickname at all, even though she didn’t entirely understand it.And she wasn’t going to ask and make him explain.It didn’t matter.
She let him lead her around the edge of the balcony over to where the stairs down were.The door for an elevator was right beside them for anyone who needed it.Cassidy liked walking down the stairs, though, because more and more of the bottom floor slowly came into view, like a striptease of a club.
Though the far side that was under the balcony was mostly walls and doors, there were more alcoves set along the wall between the doors.There were also photographs similar to the ones in the lobby at Marquis.Striking images in black and white, the light and shadow on the people depicted within them made them appear especially dramatic.All of them were kink-based, adding to the eroticism in the room on what would have otherwise been a blank space.
The noise seemed to get louder as they descended, and she felt her excitement rise in response.It didn’t matter that most of the scenes happening didn’t directly involve more than two people.There was a sense of community just walking into the space, even more so than there had been upstairs.
She and David garnered several curious looks, but no one approached the way they had upstairs.Cassidy got the impression that meeting someone new around the bar was one thing, but now that she and David were in the Dungeon, everyone was going to mind their own business.For now.
It was very much like at Stronghold.
It added to her sense of community and being in a place of friends.Just friends she hadn’t met yet.
All of which paled compared to how it felt to walk through at David’s side, his hand on her neck gently guiding her through the crowd.She knew it was likely her imagination, but she couldn’t help but feel like he had a possessive hold on her.Probably because she wished it was a possessive hold.It was definitely protective, which made sense.
“I think that alcove is open,” he said, bending to speak low in her ear, sending a little shiver up and down her spine.It took her a moment to realize which one he was talking about because all the ones she saw were occupied, but then she realized the one in the very far corner was empty.Its corner space in the back of the room made it more private and harder to see into.
The wallpaper in the alcove made it look like brick, and there was fake ivy hanging down from a few places.The whole little area was set up to be its own little mini torture den, depending on what the Dom wanted.D-rings and hooks were inset up and down the sides, waiting for rope or chains, as well as along the ceiling.There was space for a St.Andrew’s cross if they wanted one.
Between the various D-rings and hooks were hanging implements and little handles on what looked like might be drawers.The brick pattern of the wallpaper made it harder to tell, but she was pretty sure they were drawers, reminding her of the way Stronghold and Marquis had spaces for toys.
