Battleship (Anchored 2)
“Right now?” I squeak out. I’ve already been threatened with a spanking for lying about my thoughts. Do I really want to share more now?
“Don’t play games with me.” He tilts my chin up and his eyes pierce into mine. “Tell me. It worried you, and I want to know what you’re nervous about.”
“No, I’m not worried. I was just thinking that you don’t make me feel like a slut, and I like that.”
“Oh, we’re going to be doing some very slutty things, kitten. We’re going to be very, very naughty, but I will always respect you. This is not going to be some situation where we sleep together and tomorrow I decide not to speak to you again. Understand?”
“Yes.”
“I’m not asking you to commit to a relationship with me. What I’m asking you is to communicate with me. Tomorrow, if you want to date me, I can tell you right now that I’m all in.”
“Really?” All in? After just one date? It’s strange because I shouldn’t feel this comfortable or at ease with him, yet I do. I really, really do. Jaxson is like fire and ice wrapped in one beautiful, Dominant package, and I want to experience everything he has to offer.
“I don’t enter this lightly, sweetheart. I’m not going to sleep with you and then ditch you, okay? Even if we get up tomorrow and you tell me to fuck off, I’m going to be here for you. Part of being a good Dom means providing quality aftercare.”
“I want to date you,” I blurt out.
“Is that right, princess?”
“Yes,” I squeak out. “I’ve never met anyone like you. You’re amazing and interesting and kind and thoughtful. You’re very unique, and you scare me a little bit sometimes, but I kind of like that, too.”
“I like keeping you on your toes,” he kisses me again. “But right now, I want you on your knees.”
Chapter 12
Thorn
She sinks gracefully to her knees.
“Have you ever taken dance lessons?”
“I used to. It was a long time ago.”
“You move very gracefully.”
“Thank you,” Lily looks up at me. “Something tells me compliments from you are always meaningful. You don’t seem like you need to kiss people’s asses to get them to like you.”
“Trust me, princess: I would gladly kiss your ass any day of the week. Now spread your legs a little.”
She adjusts carefully, spreading her legs. Her dress rides up her thighs. I can just barely see her soft pussy, but it’s enough to make me wish for more. I can already tell that one night isn’t going to be enough with this girl. I just hope that tomorrow morning, she’ll still want to give this thing between us a chance.
“Some Dominants want their submissives to greet them like this when they enter a room. Don’t worry: I’m not one of them.”
“You don’t want to see me kneel for you?”
“On the contrary, my love: I want to see you kneel for me because you want to.”
“You want it to be voluntary, not compulsive.”
“Exactly. Now, tell me how you feel when you’re kneeling like this. How does this position make you feel?”
She thinks about it for a second, and I try to memorize the way she looks in this moment. I didn’t tell her what to do with her hands, but she settled them on her knees, and she looks lovely. She looks submissive.
Lily can promise me all she wants that she’s not submissive at heart, but she has me fooled in this moment. Right now, she looks like she’s ready to obey and submit to her Master. She looks like she’s prepared herself wholly for me, like all she wants to do is please me.
That itself makes me happy.
“It makes me feel like I’m going to be naughty, but obedient,” she says finally. “I feel like I’m about to obey you, but it’s going to be in a really dirty way, and I don’t mind. It’s like, I know that you’re going to push me, but it’s okay.”