Page 38 of Finding His Happiness
“They’re hot, though, and we just found a new one for me to test out later this week.” Somehow looking like he’d gotten bigger and more powerful, Master’s stern gaze sent a shiver through me. “Not tonight, though. Why?”
I knew the answer to that question.
“Because you’re going to get an orgasm with me tonight.” Probably when I got to kiss his cock, but we’d have to see what else he had in mind. “Can I give it to you?”
“Can you give me my orgasm?” When I nodded, he let out what was obviously a needy sound. “I would love that, boy.”
I really should’ve found a Dom to date a lot earlier in life.
Realizing that the waiter had been flirting proved that not all men were good at being clear, but Doms were another story altogether.
“Good.” We had a plan. “Will you put your address in my map app to make sure I don’t lose you?”
I hadn’t seen him drive yet, so I wasn’t going to take any chances.
“Yes.” Releasing my hand, he smiled and straightened as I dug for my phone. “Is there anything else you want to knowabout me before I take you to my place or anyone you want to text to let them know where you’re going?”
Oh.
“I’ve had women on dates do that.” It hadn’t occurred to me to be the worried one in this situation. “I don’t have any family and my work colleagues are too strange and nosy to be myin case of kidnappingperson.”
When Master laughed, I realized how that sounded. “A woman a couple of years ago described it that way and it was the most helpful explanation anyone gave me.”
I wasn’t sure why someone well over a foot taller than me who played semi-pro basketball would think I was a threat but fear wasn’t logical at all. Luckily for her, I was smarter than that and had just done a quick background check to make sure she was reasonably safe.
She was not.
So I’d made sure not to go alone with her anywhere. However, the Thai restaurant she’d wanted to try had been worth the slightly odd adventure.
I’d met a very nice man once on work release who’d shown me that not all people with a criminal past were bad people, but he’d also given me a few safety tips like not leaving public areas with individuals who had impulse control issues.
Oh.
Master laughed as he looked up from my phone. “Found another one, huh?”
“Yes.” Men needed to be a lot clearer. “That’s frustrating.”
“No, that’s just better for me.” Waggling his eyebrows, he had a teasing smile that made me want to shake my head. “I like being your first date with a man.”
“This has gone so well, I think it’s worked out as it should.” One of my foster mothers had said that sometimes things just worked out like they were meant to. “From a very practicalstandpoint, the other men who seemed to have found me attractive enough to date weren’t good communicators.”
Still chuckling, Master handed my phone back. “That would’ve guaranteed problems, but we’re both very good at communicating.”
“It’s making this much easier.” All of it. “I think my favorite part of communicating with you so far is you clearly explain what you like and what you want.”
No guessing.
It was actually amazing.
“What do I want right now?” His grin and something about the tone of his voice made his teasing clear, but I knew the answer.
“Primarily, you want cuddles and to be able to touch me because you like interacting physically when you’re relaxed and happy. Secondarily, I think you’re looking forward to rewarding me.” He seemed to enjoy exploring scenes and touching with me, so I had a feeling that would be at the front of his mind.
“Having a smart sub is very sexy.” He was probably still teasing in one form or another, but I was just glad he didn’t mind me being smart.
I’d run into a lot of people who’d found that frustrating.
“Keep that in mind when you’re ready to reward me.” Getting another laugh from him had pride running through me. “I have it on good authority that reminding you of all the good things I’ve done over the past couple of days is also helpful.”
