The Talk
Chapter twenty-six
Jake
Alex and I are going to have sex. Maybe.
To say I’m nervous would be an understatement.
He’s small and pretty and looks so damn breakable.
I know he isn’t, but I want to treat him with the care he deserves.
The thought of him being pinned under someone else’s brutality makes me sick, and the last thing I want to do is hurt him.
I know we need to discuss what we want to do. Having boundaries is important. I will make sure never to cross his, but I need to know what they are first. Regardless, I don’t want to have this conversation.
I clear my throat and study a spot on the carpet, suddenly feeling shy and more than a little foolish. It’s absolutely hideous. I swear it’s straight out of the 1800s, just like the rest of this house. Did carpet exist back then?
“We need to talk about boundaries, I guess.” I hold my breath while I wait for what I hope is approval. He doesn’t let me down.
“I agree. I never want to do anything to make you uncomfortable.” He takes my hand and gives it a light squeeze before letting it go. He sits on my lap patiently, and I know he’s trying to give me space to gather my thoughts.
If I can just blurt it out, this conversation will be over faster. “I want to have sex,” I say. “With you.”
He smiles brightly at that, eyes crinkling at the edges.
“Okay, I’m glad we established that. I want to have sex with you, too.
” I don’t go on, so he takes over for me.
I steady my breathing, feeling like a fool for acting like this, but now that we are about to do this, I’m finding it hard to tell him what I need.
“First thing’s first. Are you a top or bottom? ”
I scratch my head and look away momentarily, the question catching me off guard.
I never considered that I had that option.
“Um, top I guess. I don’t know. I've bottomed before, but I didn't like it.” I wince. God, words are hard right now. “I don’t want to bottom. Not right now. I want to be inside you.”
“Okay, I can work with that,” he says easily. “I like bottoming, so we’re off to a good start.”
I heave a sigh of relief. “You’re so bossy and confident, I just figured you’d be bossy in the bedroom too.”
“Oh I am, make no mistake about that. Position isn’t about who’s more dominant. I just like letting someone else do all the hard work sometimes. And Jake, what you experienced wasn’t sex. What we do will be.”
Nodding I continue, feeling more confident. “I like it when you take control, get me out of my head. I don’t want to be tied up, though. No handcuffs, no rope, no blindfolds.”
“No restraints, done.”
“Please don’t pull my hair.” I choke on those words.
“I will never pull your hair.”
I pause, thinking. “I don’t want to be choked or have my breathing restricted.
” He’s nodding like these requests are the most reasonable thing in the world.
They should be. I look at Alex and he’s getting a murder twitch in his eye, but I know it’s not directed at me.
He gives me all the time I need to continue.
“I don’t know if I can do this,” I whisper.
I absolutely hate being weak in front of him.
This is going to be terrible sex for him.
He rubs a hand up and down my arm. “You're doing great. Is there anything else?”
“I don’t think so. I don’t know,” I say, chewing nervously on my bottom lip.
“Okay, thank you for telling me. No restraints, no choking or hair pulling, no bottoming. And listen to me Jake, look at my face. Good. If there is anything you don’t want to do at any time, tell me and we stop immediately. No question. Even if we’re in the middle of it.”
I nod.
“Say ‘yes, sir.’”
I smirk. “I’m not calling you sir, brat.”
He narrows his gaze. “How do you feel about spanking?”
“No spanking. Unless it’s me taking you over a knee.”
“Ooh, he’s got jokes. Ok, no spanking. Got it. Anything else?” I shake my head. He pauses and gets a faraway look in his eyes that most likely spells trouble. “Can I put a leash on you and walk you like a dog?”
“I’m not going to dignify that with a reply,” I say, trying not to laugh. “I do have one more limit. Don’t treat me like I’m fragile, please. I really do want to do this, and I feel silly enough that you have to be so careful with me.”
“Babe… Can I call you babe? You’re not silly. This is what having limits is for, so we both have a good time. As your dominant, it’s my job to ensure that.”
I roll my eyes, but before I can reply and tell him this is not that kind of relationship, he powers on.
“So, as your Dom, I will not choke you, tie you up or pull your hair.” He sighs.
“No spanking either. You have my word about that. I have a few limits too. First, don’t call me daddy.
I prefer sir. Second, don’t tickle my feet.
Third, I’m not into watersports so you don’t get to pee on me.
I don’t consent to that. I’m not going to pee on you either. ”
“Got it.”
“Can I kiss you now?” he asks as he places a hand on the side of my neck. I nod.
“Words, babe.”
“Yes,” I breathe. He presses his lips to mine, keeping the kiss soft and sweet.
“Good, now take off your clothes. I’m going to ravish you.” He stands up and peels off his shirt, flinging it across the room. His pants go next, along with his shoes and socks. Soon, he’s standing in front of me in nothing but his boxers. “Like what you see?” He pops a hip.
“Very much.” I follow his lead and strip out of my clothing before I talk myself out of it. His eyes peruse my body and he licks his lips. Standing naked in front of him is terrifying, but I like that he likes my body.
“You’re a fine specimen, Jake. How often did you work out when you were alive?”
“Enough for me to be able to do this.” I close the distance between us and pick him up.
He squeaks as he wraps his legs around my waist and arms around my neck, leaning in for another kiss.
I kiss him softly before shoving my tongue in his mouth for once.
He lets me lead for a minute before taking control of the kiss, and I walk him back over to the bed.