Bow to Your Partner by Raven McAllan Read Free Book Online

what you want.
    "I can see your thoughts going at fifty to the
dozen, love. Are you going to share them?" Callan slipped her jacket off his
arm and hung it over the back of the chair. He didn't take his eyes of her.
    She made her mind up.
    "Show me the rest. Or can't you? If it's private and all, then can I go in without being a
member?" Still she didn't say what was uppermost in her mind. She could
tell he waited for more. Mason decided to go for gold. She took a deep breath
and swallowed twice. Goose bumps covered her skin, and she was sure a sheen of sweat did as well. She was scared, but not
frightened. If that's not a contradiction
in terms, I don’t know what is.
    "Sir?"
    His eyes widened for such a brief second, she wasn't
sure she'd really seen the relief that flashed over them.
    "Yes, love?"
    Surely he doesn't mean
that as love?   It's just a word, like
honey or babe … surely?
    "Um, well I was once told, there's dancing and
there's dancing. That making love is a dance, and so is BDSM." She spoke
so fast, Mason was sure her words tumbled over each other. She bit her lip and
took a deep breath. "Am I right in thinking this is a set up? That you and
Marco are moving me on faster than I'd started? And why not just tell me?
Because I might want to try, but I'm not sure if I can and even though we've
only just met, why am I thinking this could be important, and what if you—"
    "Whoa, slow down." Callan stopped her
speaking by putting his finger over her lips. Mason clamped down on her urge to
pull it inside her mouth and suck.
    Like
I want to do to his cock. She nearly fell over. Where on earth did that
thought come from? It was one thing she'd never really enjoyed. Michael
understood, and so it hadn't much been in their life. Now, all she could think
of was how good Callan should taste. She was certainly moving fast. Mason
gulped and bit her lip. She couldn't say that on such a short acquaintance.
Yes, Marco vouched for Callan, but really, how did he know? He only saw one
side of him, being a sub was something else totally.
    "Mason, talk to me," Callan said in a no
messing, dominant tone. "Vocalize, not internalize. To be honest, I think
we've both been set up, but this for me is a bonus. I've been jaded and showing
little or no interest in my true self and desires, and Marco knows it. I was
chatting to him one evening, and I mentioned that and the fact this foyer needs
painting to him. He suggested you, and said you needed to get out and live
again, so he sussed us both out, eh? I for one am not sorry."
    Neither was she. Mason realized he still waited for
her to answer. Now she was going to be honest. " Er, and I think, nor am I but maybe I need to go slowly you know? Remember how to
walk before I run—or dance?" She cocked her head
to one side to look at him. His expression was thoughtful.
    "Maybe. You're correct in
your surmise. This area is for people who want to dance. As
in rumba, waltz or jive. I don't know if you noticed, the other doors when we came in? One of those is for the club. If you're
serious about looking round, I can take you through my office and into the
general play area." He held his hand in the air as if he thought she was
about to speak.   "One minute. Remember,
it's a play night, and you'll have to sign up and join. Are you ready for it?
If you are and we go in, there's no messing. I'll be there with you as your
Dom, and I'll expect the obedience and deferment that I'd get from my sub. No
half measures even if we do only observe and not play. We go by the rules of
the club, and the rules we negotiate now."
    She bit her lip. "Which are?"
    "Which, if you agree, we'll talk about,"
Callan said in an even tone. "Because if you don't,
there's no need."
    Now or never. Mason squashed the
tap dancing spiders inside her tummy, and ignored the salsa-wriggling warnings
on her skin.   Go on S, S, and C.   I won't know
until I try it.
    "If I do," she said, and could have kicked
herself for sounding so