“I assure you I wasn’t into anything like that, Melanie. I have nothing against people who do it. If it works for them, more power to them. Anything consensual is okay in my book, as long as others don’t get hurt. But I promise you I never even thought about taking Kerry as my slave. I do like a submissive woman in the bedroom, but I don’t want a slave at home. I want a partner.”
“I see.”
“One thing I love about you, Melanie, is your brilliance, your intelligence. You know your own mind. I could never ask you—or anyone, for that matter—to be a slave.”
“That’s good. I can tell you right now I would never be a slave. But like you said, if that works for some people, I suppose it’s a good thing.”
“It is, for some people. But anyway, that’s what Kerry wanted. And once I fou
nd out that was what she wanted, and I told her I couldn’t do it, she ended the relationship. But before, when she was simply my submissive, we would often do public scenes in the club.”
“Because you wanted to?”
“No. Because she wanted to. She loved to be watched.”
“That’s so foreign to me. I was so embarrassed when Talon and Jade, and then Bryce, and then Talon again, caught us naked in your pool.”
“That’s a little different. That was my family and my friend. It’s different at the club. There, everyone is in the lifestyle. Those who like to watch get to watch. Those who like to play get to play. Those who like to be watched are watched. Everyone is there for a specific reason.”
“So what did you do with Kerry at the club? And where is this so-called club anyway? I’m very familiar with the city. I live there, remember?”
He smiled. “You’d be surprised what can be found in the seamy underground side of the city. But to answer your first question… Are you sure you want to know?”
I nodded.
“Kerry liked to be tied up and spanked. Which I like as well. She liked other things too, things I had never tried before, and some of which I probably won’t do again.”
“Like what?”
“She liked needles.”
“Needles?” I gasped.
“Yes. I was always very careful not to break her skin, even when she begged me to. But she loved sharp points and needles. She also liked candle and wax play.”
“What…exactly do you do with candles and wax?”
“You can do a lot of things. She liked me to hold a taper over her breasts and let the hot wax drip on her nipples. She also liked me to penetrate her with a lit candle.”
I gasped again, my hands over my mouth.
He smiled. “Not the end that was lit.”
God, I felt stupid. “Of course. I knew that.”
“Is this overwhelming for you? Are you sorry you asked?”
“No, I need to know.”
“I promise you that candles and needles aren’t my thing.”
Something snapped in me. So candles weren’t his thing. But…what would that feel like? To have hot wax dripping down my breasts, over my nipples? Did I want to know?
Before I could ponder any further, Jonah went on.
“Kerry liked them, and because I was her Dominant and I wanted to please her, I did them. And she liked being watched, so I did them in front of other people.”
“But you were the Dominant. Wasn’t it her job to please you?”