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reassuring.”

β€œWhat do you drink when there’s more than water on offer?”

β€œTea.” She gives me a swift grin, reminding me of the tea we shared after our mutual masturbation at the expo. β€œCranberry juice. Milk.”

β€œI’m guessing not together,” I say and smile at her giggle. β€œNo soda?”

β€œCarbonation.” She shakes her head.

β€œMmm-hmm. What’s your favorite food?”

β€œThe thing that’s hardest to get in upper New York state: authentic Mexican. And sushi. I adore sushi.”

β€œI like sushi, too,” I say, and feel a moment’s regret that we’re not going to my favorite sushi place, which is just a short walk from my club. But sushi isn’t to everyone’s taste, so I didn’t book it and we’ll never get in without a reservation on a Sunday night. Besides, eating at the club’s Italian restaurant works around Rick’s intrusion into my night. There’ll be other opportunities for sushi. β€œThere’s plenty of authentic Mexican where we’re going.”

She grins, showing even, pearly teeth. β€œI saw that on the itinerary you sent me. Cabo San Lucas, MazatlΓ‘n, Puerto Vallarta and Zihuantanejo. Wow.”

β€œWow?”

β€œWow. I’ve never been anywhere south of Oklahoma, but I’ve always wanted to go to Mexico.” She bites her lip and hides her grin in a sip of water.

β€œWhere have you travelled?”

β€œEurope.” She shrugs. β€œResearch. I’ve run out of new places to go in Scotland. I wrote a book set in Germany and another in Northern Italy, so a couple of trips to each. I stayed for a month in Greece and almost didn’t come home, it was so beautiful. And all over France, visiting my mother’s family.”

β€œNo trips west?” I ask. West is my preferred destination. Sun, sand and spanking.

β€œI’ve been to the West Coast, but not as far south as L.A. I went to visit friends in San Francisco and Seattle.”

β€œFriends? Not Doms?”

She shakes her head and I watch the swing of her shining hair with fascination. Since I can now touch it whenever I want, I lace my fingers through it and enjoy the silky slide against my skin.

She looks up at me with a smile. β€œI never tried long-distance topping. All my Doms have been here in the city or in Syracuse.”

β€œYeah? How many have there been?”

She takes a sip of water. Stalling.

β€œThere’s no right or wrong answer, sweetheart,” I say, to reassure her.

β€œFive. Physical ones, you know, like you.”

β€œIncluding the one that didn’t have sex with you?”

She nods. β€œPlease don’t think badly of Matthew. He’s a nice man.”

β€œNot so nice you’re still with him.”

She hangs her head. I catch one of the locks of hair that falls against her cheek between two fingers and give it a tug. β€œI’m not being critical, baby doll. I know submission’s sexual for you, so you couldn’t have gotten everything you needed out of it.”

β€œNot everything I needed, no. But it was really good for me.”

β€œHow was it good for you?”

β€œIt got me out of myself, sir.”

β€œA distraction from bad thoughts?”

She nods without looking up at me. β€œI get too involved in my own head.” She waves her hand vaguely at the offending appendage. β€œWhat I do makes it worse. I can go for days without getting out of my pajamas or leaving the house. Being with Matthew made me realize how important human contact is for me.”

I twist a curl around my fingers and tickle her nose with the fluffy end. β€œIs that why you were advertizing for a new top?”

She gives me another little nod. β€œI was doing it again. Going days without seeing anyone. It’s been four months since . . . well, since I’ve been with someone. I thought it was time.”

β€œHere’s to good timing.” I clink our glasses again.

β€œSir,” she says softly, looking up at me. β€œCan I ask . . . how long have you been split up from your sub? The lady who wrote the letter?”

β€œMiranda. I stopped topping her six months ago.” I take a long swallow of my drink, letting it burn down my throat and incinerate the lingering bitterness of her walking out on me. β€œJust so you know, we’re still in touch. I don’t cut people out of my life.”

β€œOh.” She sips her own drink and I give her a minute to consider. β€œIt hasn’t been that way for me,” she says. β€œWhen it’s ended, it’s really ended. Sometimes not very nicely. I don’t stay in touch.”

β€œNo permanent attachments,” I say, remembering her sign.

β€œNo.”

β€œHave you always been the one to break it off?” I ask.

β€œNo, sometimes it’s just ended. I stopped calling or he stopped calling. With one, we agreed we didn’t really have anything in common other than our kinks. And there was the guy who found someone else and showed up with her at the dungeon party I thought we were going to together.”

β€œThat’s very immature.” I tickle her chin with the captured curl until she smiles. β€œI like communication. I’m very open with my bottoms and I expect openness in return.”

She nods. β€œNo lying.”

β€œNo lying, no secrets. If you’re not happy, say so. If I’m not giving you what you need, tell me. Part of what I enjoy about topping is figuring out what really pushes my bottom’s buttons, but I don’t get it right every single time. If I’m missing the mark, let me know.”

β€œNot so far.” She gives me a smile that’s very different from the sweet little girl smiles she’s been giving me. This is secret and sly and sexy.

It pulls an answering grin out of me. β€œI should probably tell you that I haven’t been a daddy before,” I admit. β€œIt’s working for me so far, and I can see there are things about it that I’ll really get off on. I did some research last night, so I think I understand the basics.” I did a lot of research last night, when I should have been researching the cruise job. The more I read, the more things clicked together in my head. β€œBut if there’s something I’m not doing that you expect your daddy to do, let me

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