Because I was only half sure I knew what hewanted from tonight.
I was leaning toward something like aspanking where he could release all the energy that was pent up inside of him,but I wasn’t sure. Even if that was what he wanted, the logical side of hisbrain might not be in agreement with that idea.
So, talking first and sex later.
Hopefully something like sex later.
Bradley watched me for a long moment beforeglancing down at the table. “Then let’s go talk and then see what happens.”
Paying the bill and leaving the restauranttook only a few minutes. As we headed outside toward the car, I let my handrest on the bottom of his back and slowly stroked high on his ass. Thepossessive nature of it wasn’t quite appropriate, but Bradley didn’t seem tomind. If anything, the way he moved against me said he liked the touch.
We were quiet as we walked over to the car.The parking lot wasn’t packed, but we happened to be walking out as severalother couples walked in, so I wasn’t going to risk saying anything to make usstand out. As we got to the car, I opened it and helped Bradley in even thoughhe didn’t need it. But it earned me another ghost of a smile, so I knew heappreciated it.
Once I was in the car, I grinned. “My placeor yours?”
That earned me a dry look. “Have you notalready planned this out?”
Smiling, I leaned close. “Oh, the things Iwould do to you if we weren’t in a parking lot.”
He shivered but seemed to be doing his bestto keep his expression neutral, so I made a quick decision. “Mine. I have moretoys there if I decide to punish you.”
I was pretty sure that had been his way ofpointing out I was supposed to be in charge of the date, but did he mean hewanted that domination to extend into other aspects of our relationshipalready?
He was not making this easy, but thenagain, I’d never backed down from a challenge.
I inched back to make sure he wasn’tfeeling trapped but stayed close enough that I knew I was affecting him. “Ithink we need to have another discussion about your behavior. You get to begruff and stern with everyone else, not me.”
The look on his face said he wasremembering all the threats I’d made the other day. If I was reading him right,he was trying to decide how much he could get away with before losing whateverit was he wanted.
“I remember.”
It wasn’t quite the “Yes, Master” I wantedto hear, but it would do for now. “Thank you.”
If he wanted me to start taking control,that’s what I would do. As he relaxed in the seat and shifted his leg, I shookmy head. “No, I want your feet at least two feet apart and leave them there.”
He was quiet but after just a few secondschanged his stance so he was following my order. It wasn’t unquestioningsubmission, but he obeyed, so as I backed out of the space, I reached over andran my hand up his inner thigh. “Very good.”
I couldn’t leave it there long, but just inthe few seconds I had to stroke him I could feel his body vibrating withenergy. He seemed to be in control, but it was just a wonderfully builtillusion.
When we were back on the road and headingtoward my place, I moved my hand back and started stroking his inner thigh. Inever went high enough to play with his cock or balls, but it was close enoughto remind him who was in charge.
He had his hands resting on his thighs as Idrove through the city, but that seemed too casual. “Hands beside you on theseat. I don’t want anything blocking my view.”
It was just dickish enough to make himprickle, but he obeyed. He was either on his best behavior to get something orhe was trying to show me that this was what he really wanted. That was alsosomething we needed to talk about. What was he envisioning?
“Much better.” I kept caressing him as Idrove, just letting the quiet settle in. As we got close to the house, I spokeagain. “When it’s just the two of us like this, how do you picture ourinteractions?”
Using the word “relationship” too manytimes on a first date sounded like a bad idea.
“Casual and typical dating, or somethingwhere we incorporate the lifestyle into things?” I could feel him stiffen up,but I wasn’t sure why so I just kept talking like I hadn’t noticed anything.“There’s no right or wrong answer. I find myself leaning toward something thatincorporates more BDSM, but this is about both of us, not just me, so I need toknow where you’re at.”
He was quiet for several seconds before hefinally decided to let me in on his thoughts. “I go back and forth on this. Iliked what we had in the restaurant where it was casual and fun.”
His pause was a little too long, so Iprodded him. “But?”
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him givea faint smile. “You’re kind of pushy, aren’t you?”
“Yep, personally I think it’s one of mybest qualities.” I glanced over again as I stopped at a light. “So?”
