That had his smile widening and a hint ofbad boy showed through. “Yeah, I’ve been…curious isn’t the right word. Um,ready to explore both for a while.”
I liked his answer. “Hadn’t found the rightway to explore them yet?”
He shrugged, and something about hisexpression tightened. “No time until recently. I wouldn’t have even dated my exexcept she decided we were a thing in high school and just never left.”
I had a feeling they’d had an interesting relationship,but putting that aside for the time being, I focused on one part of hisresponse. “No time. That sounds like you’ve finally realized you’re importanttoo.”
When he nodded, I pushed a bit more. “Nowdon’t take this the wrong way because I want to get to know you more and I’mattracted to you, but I can’t tell how you’re feeling about me. You’re a bit…closedoff.”
He didn’t seem to be offended, but again,there wasn’t much of a response. “I’ve been told that.”
There was a short pause before hecontinued. “But I do find you attractive.”
Landon gestured to himself. “I know mypersonal style is more…eclectic, maybe, but when I’ve thought about a Dom, oreven men in general, I’ve never been drawn to guys my own age.”
That I could understand, but if there wasany way I could be his Dom, I was going to have to find a way around the sturdywalls he’d built around himself.
Trusting that he’d been honest about hisdesire, I smiled and felt more confident about letting him see myappreciationfor his tattoos and the nipple piercings that were on display through the thinshirt. His cheeks pinked, and he shifted subtly as I raked my gaze over hischest.
Was that going to be the secret?
Did he need to see my reactions first?
“I’m not going to make this an orderbecause we’ve just met and I’m not your Dom yet, but I would like you to takeyour shirt off. Your body is too incredible to hide.” He was still for a momentbefore he swallowed and shifted in his seat again.
It was enough to tell me that I’d gotten tohim somehow, but I wasn’t sure what he was thinking.
“Is that the only reason?” Instead ofclarifying his question, because I wasn’t completely sure what he was asking, Irephrased my wording.
“I’m going to enjoy showing you off toevery person in here who drooled when you came in because you’re mine, even ifit’s only for tonight.” Something in his eyes said he liked my answer, but Iwasn’t done. “And with your shirt off, my chances of getting to stroke myfingers over your tattoos and tug on your nipples gets a lot better.”
As I smirked, nearly leering at his still-too-coveredbody, I shifted one hand to my lap and not-too-subtly adjusted my growingerection. That had him swallowing again, and the flash of hunger in his eyessaid he was feeling the same desire I was.
I didn’t know how he would respond, but Iwas honestly surprised when he sat up and reached behind himself to tug hisshirt over his head. Since the way to get through to him seemed to be moredirty talk and orders, and less polite questions, I made sure he could see mydesire on my face as he laid his shirt on his lap.
“That’s much better.” Focusing on hisnipples, I gave him a heated, probably too possessive, stare. “Are theysensitive?”
He slowly nodded, knowing exactly what I wasasking about, and seemed to be trying to decide if he was nervous or turned on.“Yes.”
Licking my lips, I imagined doing wickedthings to them.
Landon shivered and a hint of thesubmissive he had hidden inside finally peeked out. It was beautiful, so Ipushed a bit more. “I bet you pinch them when you jerk off…tug on them justenough to hurt.”
His eyes widened and his nipples tightened.
All I got was a subtle nod, but it was astart. “I bet you’re curious about how more pain would feel. Would it feel evenbetter when it was your Dom tugging on them, weighing them down? Maybe you’veimagined having your Dom leash them and lead you around the club.”
The flash of surprise and desire on hisface said he might not have thought about it, or even realized that waspossible with barbell piercings, but he wasn’t opposed to the idea. “I’m goingto tell you how I picture our evening going. If you like what I say, I justneed a ‘Yes, Porter’ or ‘Yes, Sir,’ and if you don’t like something, tell me no—orsafeword if you’re more comfortable with that—since we’re not in a scene yet.”
Landon stilled, then nodded, so Icontinued. “We’ll take a tour of the club and watch any scenes or demos thatare going on. As we watch them, I’m going to touch your chest and play with yournipples, but I will not touch areas below your belt unless you specifically askme to.”
I chuckled when his cheeks pinked again.“Not that it would be a hardship to hear you beg.”
That got a faint groan from him, but he smiled,looking more relaxed. “Yes, Sir.”
The way he said the words with a hint ofdesire and a smile gave me a glimpse of what his submissive side would looklike after a heavy scene—pleased and spent, but completely relaxed. “Thosewords are going to sound even sexier as you whisper them when we’re watching ascene and I’m playing with your nipples.”
Pausing, I smiled when one of his handsstarted snaking up his chest. “No. Those belong to me, for now.”
