Page 91 of Masters of Pleasure
“Can I see it?”Nick perked up.
“No!”Laughing, Avery sat back, shaking her head.God, that was just like him.She should have expected his response.He had a wicked sense of humor, despite how serious he could be at work.
“Worth a try.”He grinned at her, completely unrepentant.
Even though she couldn’t stop smiling, Avery tried to give him a stern look.
“You need to be serious.Remember, you’re going to have to try everything you say you want to do.”She’d reminded him of that when he’d bypassed ‘figging’ without even making it a soft limit, but that was his choice.
Expression turning more serious again, he looked down at the paper.
“I’ll mark it as a soft limit.”
Avery’s heart went out to him.He was trying so hard, and she could tell he wasn’t comfortable.While his confidence had been one of the things that had initially attracted her, being the one to see this moment of vulnerability was even hotter.This was something not everyone got a glimpse of—in fact, she’d bet most people would say he didn’t have a vulnerable side.
Sitting here, doing his best to keep an open mind despite the biases he was obviously struggling against, showing his hesitation and his concern… well, she found that hot.She had a feeling he was going to make a very good Dom.Considerate.Thoughtful.Focused on what his submissive needed instead of demanding that he was catered to.
Hopefully, the class would help him open his mind a little more.She got it.There were a lot of misconceptions about kink.He had some, which was why she hadn’t told him about her involvement.
Avery scooted a little closer.She’d started off on his left, but as they’d gone through the list, she’d ended up moving around, closer and closer, thanks to her round dining table.
Turning his head to look at her, a little confused, both of them froze when they realized their faces were mere inches apart.He smelled like Febreze and food, but the combination wasn’t bad.At least it was one she was used to since she’d done the same thing many a time when she couldn’t stop for a shower after a shift.
“Avery,” he murmured, his gaze dropping to her lips before lifting to meet hers again.The sensual awareness in his dark eyes made her insides quiver.“What are you doing?”
“Um… sitting?”Her voice was softer, breathier.Leaning in a smidgeon more, she tilted her head.She was topping from the bottom, but Nick wouldn’t know that.It wasn’t really topping from the bottom, though.She was just… encouraging.Tempting.
Offering.
“Mmm-hmm.”He didn’t hesitate, his hand sliding into her hair, pulling her lips the last few inches to his.Avery sighed with approval as he kissed her, happy arousal bubbling up from her core.
Whether or not he was a Dom, Nick was a take-charge guy, which flat out did it for her.Once he had an idea of what she wanted, he went for it, and right now, Avery wanted a hot, passionate kiss while she didn’t have to worry about anyone seeing them, didn’t have to keep her ears alert for anyone approaching.
Nick shifted on his seat, angling toward her and pulling her against him.Lifting her hands against his chest, Avery caressed the hard muscles beneath his shirt, enjoying being able to touch him.The material of his t-shirt was a lot thinner than his chef coat.
“Fuck.”Breathlessly he pulled away, but not very far, still cradling the back of her head in his palm.“How far do you want to go tonight, Avery?”Uncertainty flashed in his eyes.“Do you want to wait until the class, so I know what I’m doing?—”
Oh, hell no.She cut off that line of thinking immediately.There was no way she wanted Nick to feel as if he was less because he lacked the knowledge he was lined up to learn.
“Just do what feels right.The whole point of the class is to learn how to do the other stuff I don’t expect you to know right now.I don’t even want it.I want you.”It was the truth.She smiled wickedly.“Give me the Chef Nick Evans experience.”
Laughing, Nick’s hands dropped to her waist and pulled her, twisting, so she ended up straddling his lap, trapped between him and the table.Hands on his shoulders for balance, she wiggled on top of him.Wow.His chef pants were loose enough, she’d never been able to get a good look, but Chef Nick was packing one hell of a sausage.
“I’m going to be the top student,” he said, sliding his hands up her sides to cup her breasts.
Avery shivered, panting as her arousal soared under his touch.
“Of course, you will.”That was the guy he was—driven, competitive—which meant a bit of her bratty side had to come out to play.“Because I’ll be helping you with your study sessions.”
He chuckled, but his expression settled into seriousness.
“You just wait, Avery.I’ll be the best Dom you’ve ever had.”
Before she could answer, he pulled her down for another kiss.Rather than argue she didn’t think there was any such thing as a ‘best’ Dom, Avery gave herself over to the kiss.Arguing right now was pointless.
Nick
Damn, it felt amazing having Avery on his lap, her soft thighs settled atop his, those short shorts barely covering her lower body as she squirmed on his erection.
