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meals, and he knew she didn't care for a lot of spicy foods.
As I'm sure you know from your extensive research, BDSM is about pushing
limits. I like seeing you react when I challenge you. Perry watched her chew on the
cheese.
It didn't take long for her eyes to water. He retrieved their shared glass of
wine and brought it to her lips. Lamb wrapped her delicate hands around his hand
as she downed a lot more wine than in her first sip.
No more spicy cheeses for you. He chuckled as he set the glass back on the
nightstand and poured them another glass. His jovial expression slipped away as he
contemplated his next query. When do you see our arrangement ending? At that
moment, he removed the clothespin from her nipple.
Lamb grabbed his hand as he pulled away. The desperation in her eyes tore at
his heart.
I don't want this to end. She wrapped her other hand around his to show him
her seriousness.
He didn't need to see her clinging expression to know what these weekends
meant to her. But Perry wanted more. He needed more.
You didn't answer the question, he said.
After taking a deep breath, she replied, I see our arrangement ending when
you end it, Sir.
Perry slipped his hand from her grasp. Don't give me all the power. You
certainly have some say in what happens. What he couldn't tell her was just how
thin his patience was running.
When do you want our arrangement to end?
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Perry should have figured that would have been her next logical question.
When it stops being fun and interesting to us both.
I hope I can keep you interested, Sir.
He offered her a smile to push away her fears. So far so good. I'll let you know
when I'm concerned. He stroked her cheek with the back of his finger. Where on
your body are you the most sensitive?
Perry had to break the tension somehow. That questioned seemed to have done
it. Lamb smiled and even managed to cough out a giggle.
With you, Sir, I seem to be sensitive all over. When you pull my hair, my scalp
feels like electricity is pulsing through it. When you touch my skin anywhere, I
melt. And when you touch my feet
Those precious feet.
I can't control myself.
I guess I'll just have to find more areas on your body that will keep melting
you. And Perry meant that.
The one great thing about Little Lamb was her thirst for knowledge. She
wanted to learn from him. Her willingness to do just about anything enamored him
as well. How could he walk away from that?
Where on my body did you want to test me, Sir? She stared at him with those
full brown eyes that always rocked Perry to his core.
I'll guess you'll see over the weekend, won't you? Showing Lamb his hand
would allow her to somehow prepare herself. Perry wanted her raw. Why do you
make that breathing noise when we play?
She furrowed her eyebrows. What noise?
No, no. You can't answer a question with a question.
Okay, I wasn't aware I made a noise, Sir. She chewed on her lower lip as she
stared at him.
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You do. When you see me coming with a toy or a device, you do this little
high-pitched hum like you're about to laugh or scream or both. When I first started
playing with you, the sound distracted me. That's the reason I kept you blindfolded
or hooded. Now I kind of look forward to hearing it. It's kind of cute because it's
become your thing.
She smiled. I didn't know I had a thing.
You have a lot of little things about you. That's just one.
Lamb nodded. When she brought her attention back to him, her expression
had become serious.
You're not going to ask the question you always ask, are you? Perry stared at
her.
Why me?
He shook his head. Because we found each other at the right time in our lives.
We needed each other. He reached for her other nipple and pinched it in between
his fingers. So are you going to ask that question again next weekend?
Lamb laughed. I cannot tell a lie, Sir. I probably will.
Last question. How am I going to convince you that you belong in this
lifestyle?
Her laughter tapered off. I believe that I belong, Sir.
But he didn't believe her. She lacked the pride that he expected her to have.
He had to keep reminding himself that she was new to the Lifestyle. How long
would he have to wait until that notion sank in?
Lamb cleared her throat before she posed her last question. How do you
manage to uh, never mind.
No, what were you going to ask me?
How do you like the cheeses, Sir? She smiled to cover the question that must
have frightened her.
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That's not your original question. Ask me what you were just about to ask me,
or else this weekend can stop right now.
She grabbed his hand and inched closer to him. No, please. Don't do that.
I don't want you hiding anything from me. I want you to be one hundred
percent honest. Understand?
She nodded. How, um, how do you manage to hide our relationship at work?
So she wondered the same thing he had. Still holding her hand, Perry curved
the back of her hand against his mouth and planted a soft kiss on it.
It's the most difficult thing I've ever had to do. But for someone like you he
rubbed her hand against his face it's worth it.
She smiled, and it seemed like a thousand more candles lit up in their room.
Do you find it hard not to talk about the other women you play with at those
clubs?
Perry shook his head. No.
Why me, then?
She didn't know? She couldn't figure it out?
Did you just ask another question outside of our assigned six? He had to get
off the topic; otherwise, their weekend might get cut short.
Lamb breathed out a long sigh. Who came up with this sexy-six game
anyway? She opened her mouth as Perry fed her grapes.
I believe, my dear, that it was your idea. You said we could learn more about
each other by asking six simple questions.
I don't know about you, but it's working for me. Every time we meet, I feel
like I'm learning more and more about you.
Then this weekend will be an eye-opening experience.
No more games. After playing with her for so long, Perry craved a change,
something more permanent and lasting. He didn't know if Lamb would be down for
it.
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Let's finish our dinner.
Do I get dessert? Lamb hitched a smile at the corner of her mouth.
Perry knew exactly what she wanted. Hell, he wanted the same thing. He liked
hearing her say it, though. What would you like?
What do you want, Sir?
By reflex, he grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her forward. Say it.
Her irises widened, making her brown eyes look black. I want your cock in my
mouth.
Good girl.
He had the whole weekend to contemplate their relationship. For now, he
would just play.
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Chapter Five
Morning came too quickly in Cherish's opinion. Falling asleep in Perry's arms
and waking up in the same position gave her a sweet sense of security more than
getting her current job, more than buying her home. With Perry, she couldn't go
wrong.
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