Molly's Man (Haven, Texas 4)

“Good, please return in ten minutes.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“All right, let’s just have a look at your limits.”

“Shouldn’t we have this talk with me sitting up?”

“Nope. I like you just where you are.” He gave her bottom a soft pat. “Hard limits are blood play, scat play, fire play, whips . . . you don’t want to try a whip?”

“No way.” She shuddered at the thought.

“Have you watched any scenes with a whip?”

“No.” Why would she want to do that? She wasn’t interested in having her flesh shredded.

“People hear the word whip and they think of pain and blood, but in the right hands a whip can be just a whisper of sensation. It can heat the skin rather than cause pain and tearing. I think you should watch a scene with Saxon. You might be surprised by your reaction.”

She didn’t think so, but he knew more about this than she did. “All right, I’ll watch a scene.”

“Good girl.” The approval in his voice warmed her. She wondered how those two words could so easily boost her self-esteem. “All right, you’ve indicated an interest in bondage, spanking, ménage—that won’t be happening.”

It wouldn’t? Well, it would probably be all she could do to keep up with Jake so maybe that was a good thing.

“All right, these all look fine. You don’t have anything about sexual contact here, do you still want that?”

“Yes. I mean, if you do.” Boy, this was much more awkward when she couldn’t see his face.

“Baby, my cock is so hard right now it hurts.”

“That’s great!” Whoops, that might have been a little too enthusiastic.

He chuckled. “All right. Did you understand the health and safety clause?”

“Safety clause? Um, we didn’t talk about that. Saxon said something about going over it if I wanted him to find me a training Dom. I was just testing things out tonight.”

“Well, now that you have a Dom, the health and safety clause comes into effect. Basically, it means if you’re in danger or you need help, you’re to do what you need to in order to get out of immediate danger and then you are to call your Dom. If you are ill the same thing applies. You are to let me know as soon as possible.”

Guilt swirled inside her. But he was probably just talking about a cold or the flu. He hadn’t signed on for her shit. “Why?”

“Why? So I can take care of you.”

“But I can take care of myself.”

“This isn’t a judgement on your ability to look after yourself. This is about respecting your Dom and his right to look after you. This isn’t all one way. What do you think a Dom gets out of this?”

“Orgasms?”

“This isn’t always about sex. A Dom likes to know his submissive looks to him to take care of her, to protect her, to be there when she needs him. We like to be needed.”

She wondered if she could get that printed on a mug for him. The Dom slogan.

“Okay. I get that.”

“Great.”

Bea returned just as they finished their conversation. “Please take this contract back to Master Saxon, Bea, and dim the lights again.”

She was there again? That woman was quiet.