"Yeah." He laughs.

"Yeah. And I... I don't really understand the psychology of it. Not from reading. It's not enough." I swallow hard. I can't believe these words are falling off my lips. Him going on that date is making me reckless. "You... you have experience with that."

"You want me to show you what it's like to be ordered around?"

"Not, you know... not sex. But maybe you could walk me through it."

He shoots me a really look.

"Or I could ask Dean."

There. His jaw cricks. He's armed again. But he's armed with exactly the right tool. He hates the idea of Dean ordering me around. Of Dean touching me.

"If you're not interested. Or busy. I'm sure Dean would help."

"You have a boss at work. It's the same thing."

I shake my head. "But that's not sexual."

"It doesn't have to be." He stares back at me. "Put your glass on the table."

I stare back. "Huh?"

"You want to see what it's like, listen and do exactly what I say."

I nod.

His voice drops to a tone I've never heard before. One that demands all my attention. "Put your glass on the table."

I do.

"Push it aside."

I do.

"Now sit on the table." He pats the spot at the edge of the table. It's as far away from him as it could be. "And wait for my next command."

My lips press together. This is weird. But I like everything about it.

I move to the table. Take a seat. Press my legs together.

His eyes bore into mine. He waits. And waits. A

nd waits.

My skin starts buzzing. I'm not sure why, but there's something thrilling about waiting for him.

When he speaks, his voice is firm, but not demanding. "You get the idea?"

"I'm starting to."

"What else are you curious about?"

"Everything."

His pupils dilate. Something sparks in his expression. This desire deep inside him. It's only there for a second, then he's back to a poker face.

"Keep reading. You'll get it." He picks up his glass and takes the last sip. "You thinking about doing this with someone, Kay?"

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