The Agreement (Unrestrained 1)

"Yes. I taught him everything he knows, but he's a natural. But I think he was a bit sloppy with you tonight. Tell me why you were crying."

I exhaled and bit a nail, thinking about it. "I don’t know," I said. "I was embarrassed. I came so fast, and he was grinning at me, almost laughing and I thought he must think I was really stupid."

"Oh, no, Kate, you have to realize that's a bonus for a man like Drake."

"Why?"

"He wants to make you come, a lot. It's his way of feeling power. You just proved yourself capable. With new subs, especially novices, it takes a while to work out the differences between you. You have to learn how they respond to things, what they like and need. See how compatible their needs are with what you need. It can take a while to get in sync. The fact you came so quickly means he gets you. He understands you and what you need. I just don't think he realized how much he gets you and was able to affect you. And," she said, "how much you affected him."

"I was surprised as well. I mean, I never came through intercourse alone before. Not with a man, I mean. Just a dildo."

"Oh, you use a dildo?" She said nothing for a moment, but I could hear a bit of a laugh on the other end. "That explains it."

"I thought I was ruining myself using it. It was so big I couldn't even get it inside of me completely."

She chuckled. "Drake could ruin you for other men, so watch out."

"He's big."

"He's delightfully big," Lara said, her voice filled with humor. "If he wasn't a Dom, I'd have made him my own sub."

"You trained him? Doesn't that mean he had to take the submissive role?"

"Yes, but every Dom has to learn. I showed him how to top someone. I taught him how to use toys and implements. I taught him safety procedures. He's a natural, Kate. He understands this at a really deep level. As a novice, you couldn't be in better hands. Usually, he would have just let you go if there'd been any personal connection between you and him so I'm surprised he's pursuing you. He really shouldn't because he doesn't like any messy personal stuff in his sexual life. And I think he really likes you, but don't tell him I told you that. "

"Oh, I wouldn't dream of it."

"Good. He usually keeps his distance with his subs. He doesn't see them socially. He doesn't really talk to them about anything outside the lifestyle and sex. He's already seen you socially a couple of times so this is not usual for him, nor is it usual for him to screw up like this."

"It was kind of unavoidable, given who we both are. He and my dad are so close."

"Usually, he compartmentalizes very well. He has his work, his band, his charity, and his subs. But I have a feeling you're just his type. Maybe too much if all you want is instruction and to write your article."

I frowned, wondering why she was warning me. "That's all I want," I said, but of course, Drake was so attractive and so desirable in every way, a part of me couldn't help but hope we became more than just fuck partners.

She was silent for a moment. "Kate, I'll tell you the truth. When I learned you two knew each other personally, I told him to stay away from you."

"You did? Why?"

"You're too messy. He should only be with experienced subs who know that this is just sex."

"Messy?"

"Too much crossover in your lives. Doctors Without Borders, your father, Africa. You're both in the same social circles. I'm warning you. That's no

t what Drake wants, so don't expect anything from him."

"I won't," I said, but it hurt to say that.

"He's been alone since his divorce. All he's had are his subs, which he's not emotionally connected to. Still…" she said, as if debating with herself. "I wonder. Did he kiss you? I mean, aside from during sex? Did he kiss you goodnight?"

"Yes," I said, frowning. "He kissed me, um," I said, counting it up mentally, "at least five times. Maybe more. Why do you ask?"

"Don't get any romantic ideas, because he's not able to go there. This is just sex, Kate. Keep that in your mind. Don't let yourself go beyond that."

"I won't," I said again, frowning.

"Well, I'll let you go. Sweet dreams, Kate."