24 Dane #3
Her eyelids flutter open; her pupils are still dilated. If I was there, I’d clean her up and hold her against my chest until she fell asleep, but that’s not possible for us now. Aftercare will look a little different virtually.
“Green, yellow, or red?” I ask.
“Green,” she breathes, her voice husky and sated. “Very green.”
“That’s good. You made me very pleased.”
“I’m glad, Sir.”
Her voice is sleepy, and I know that dreams will soon take her if I don’t get her moving. “Do you have water beside you?” She nods. “Drink that now.”
Lindsey shifts and grabs a cup from next to the lamp. I make sure she drinks it all before I give my next order. “Do you have enough strength to wash up?”
“Yes, Sir,” she says, a little more awake now.
“Good, go do that, and I’ll wait for you.”
She shifts on the couch but stops before she gets up. “What about you, Sir?”
“What about me?” I ask.
“Shouldn’t I take care of you, too?”
My pulse quickens. “You’re such a good girl for asking, but you already took care of me.” I don’t elaborate by sharing I came in my pants. All she needs to know is I’m satisfied. “Now go, wash up.”
She opens her mouth to say more, but I send her a look that tells her she won’t get any more from me. She smiles softly, then stands.
A few minutes later, she’s back, a sleepy look on her face. A face that looks relaxed and at ease, which makes me happy. “How are you feeling?”
“Good. Really good. Thank you, Sir.”
“Was everything we did okay for you?”
She nods. “Yes, more than okay, Sir.”
“I want you to drink more water before you sleep. If anything comes up that you need to talk about, call me.”
She flushes a bit. “I will, Sir.”
I hum before relaxing back in my chair. “You can call me Dane now that the scene is over.”
She sighs happily and ducks her chin. “Dane.”
My spent cock twitches, reminding me of the drying cum in my pants. “Speaking of rest, I want you to go straight to bed after we get off the chat.”
“My routine—”
“It’s okay, you can skip it for tonight. But I expect you to check in with me as soon as you wake up. We’ll discuss more about our new dynamic when we’ve both gotten some sleep. Does that sound good to you?”
“Yes, that sounds good.”
“Good. Now go rest; you earned it.”
“You, too, Sir—uh, Dane.”
My chest shakes with silent laughter. “Good night, Lindsey. Sleep well.”
I end the video call and get up. After cleaning myself up and settling back into my chair, I find myself thinking. Not only about the last hour with Lindsey but also dinner at the diner and every moment we’ve shared so far.
My earlier thoughts of what I expected my life to be come rushing back to the forefront of my mind. I didn’t expect her—or Kas—to come into my life. And I sure as shit did not expect to feel my control slipping the way it has with Lindsey.
Before now, it felt frightening and forbidden.
But after we agreed to change our dynamic and she shared her body with me in such an intimate way, it feels less like a leap and more like fate.
Because Lindsey is…much more than I ever thought I’d have in my life. More than I’ve allowed myself to have.
I take a drink of the water I brought with me after I cleaned up, the cool liquid easing the heat in my body. Fox’s words from our conversation repeat in my mind: Whatever is blocking you from being happy, kick it in the fucking ass. Don’t let it control you.
Fox is right; I have been blocking myself from happiness all while thinking I was content and happy.
And in so many ways, I have been. I’ve found a purpose in my work and enjoy the silence of my routine, but in doing so, I’ve kept people at arm’s length so nothing could develop into more.
It was another way for me to stay in control.
But with Lindsey, I’ve let that control slip.
Not just in our dynamic and the scene we just did but tonight at dinner, too.
I told her and Kas a bit about my life, how I came to be a logger and live in Starlight Haven.
My past is not something I share freely, yet I did with them. And I didn’t think twice about it.
I think about letting Lindsey in more. Not only telling her more about my past, but also doing in-person scenes with her and having her in my cabin. Having Kas in my home teaching me about the video game she mentioned while we chatted and ate.
It strikes me that while the thought of having someone like Levi or anyone else in my space makes my pulse pound, and not in a good way, the idea of having Lindsey and Kas here does the opposite.
It tells me all I need to know.
I pull out my phone and see a message from her with just one word. A word that has me smiling to myself.
Lindsey
Green
Green. Keep going. I have the green light with her.
I heart her message and lean back in my chair, feeling more grounded and connected to myself than I have in years, maybe even since I started my journey as a Dom.
I type out a quick message to Fox, thanking him for the push before I open my agreement with Lindsey in my email.
I’m going to review it and make notes and adjustments.
Once we’ve both discussed our new dynamic and signed the revised agreement, I’d love to try a few ideas I have with her. One in particular I know she’ll like.