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up?
    Damn right you’re not ready, she told herself. Just watch the movie.
    “With you?” Daniel said.
    Keira’s eyes opened wide the second she realized what he was getting at. Just as quickly she closed them and covered her ears. “No. Don’t tell me. Please.”
    Daniel’s deep laugh vibrated up her legs. “Why not? We’re just talking. It’s all hypotheticals.”
    “Because—” Keira lowered her hands. “Actually, no. Tell me.”
    “See, I can already tell that your thirst for knowledge will betray you every time. But let me think. With you, being the generous, thorough Mistress I know you can be, I think possibly a little edging, or some prostate milking. I’d have to be gagged though. And tied down.”
    “I understood about three-quarters of what you just said. What the heck is edging?”
    “It’s a way of being stimulated for a long period of time, without coming.”
    “How long are we talkin’?”
    “Depends how much time you have? Schedule permitting, I’ve had sessions go all day.”
    “Wait someone played with your… your dick all day long? Like for a whole day and you didn’t come?”
    “I came eventually, but yes. We were at it for basically the whole day.”
    “Yeah, no. I don’t think I could do that. My arms would get tired.”
    “There are ways to get creative. You don’t have to use your hands at all.”
    Keira’s brain almost broke as she tried to picture it. Daniel naked. Trying not to come. She coughed. “So you like edging, while being tied up and gagged. That’s your favorite thing?”
    “When I’m submitting, yeah.”
    “And when you’re not?”
    “Oh, I don’t know. I love to eat pussy. I mean, I guess I like to do that when I’m submitting too, but if you were under me, I’d eat your pussy until you couldn’t walk anymore and then I’d fuck you to sleep.”
    Keira swallowed in an attempt to calm her jumping nerves. This time when she squirmed, her feet shifted in Daniel’s lap, right against what appeared to be his growing erection. She shouldn’t have looked directly at his crotch, but she couldn’t help it. She wasn’t thinking clearly. When she looked up, Daniel was staring back at her. She had no idea what made her so bold but she moved her foot again, this time with meaning.
    “All this, just from talking about it?” she asked.
    “Mhmm. And thinking about you. You have to tell me now. What do you like?”
    Keira realized she was wet now. She could feel the wet patch forming between her legs. “What do you mean?”
    “I know you’re not well versed in bondage or submission, but you’ve had sex and I’m guessing you masturbate. What’s your sexual act of choice?”
    Thinking of an answer was the distraction she needed. Daniel was still rubbing her foot, but now there was the matter of his hard-on and how the thickness of it was pressed against the side of her arch. She balled her fists in her sweatshirt to keep from slipping her own fingers a little farther down her body.
    “I don’t know. I just like sex.”
    “Sex covers a lot ground. Let’s be more specific. What’s a top fantasy of yours?”
    “Ha. Finding a guy who’s willing to sit through a Twilight Zone marathon with me at least three times a year.”
    “I’m sitting right here. Try again.”
    Keira rolled her eyes, but answered anyway. “I don’t know. More foreplay, maybe. Every guy I’ve ever been with? We’ve done all sorts of positions, but we always get right to the sex. There’s never any build up. Just, Bam! Doin’ it. I was with one guy who didn’t even kiss me. He just threw me on the bed and pulled my underwear off. I want, like, more—what’s the word I’m looking for? I want more play, more fun. I want it to last longer, before it even gets started. I am making no sense.”
    “No, you’re making complete sense. What’s one thing you’ve always wanted to do with a partner that you haven’t?”
    “I’m going to tell you, but I want you to know