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for each other with these desires in mind. 
     
    She leaned in closer to him and said, “That’s great because I’ve always wanted to dominate.” 
     
    His eyes lit up and she felt him grip her waist tightly in excitement. She leaned in and kissed him softly.  Though she had intended for it to just be a brief kiss, he pressed into it. She could feel the passion building up.  As much as she wanted to continue the kiss and see where it lead she knew this was a conversation they should wrap up first.  She pulled back and looked at him, seeing the same excitement she felt reflected in the sparkle of his eyes.  She could also see them darkening with lust.  It was hard to resist giving in to the urge so she willed herself to get off his lap and sit on the coffee table across him. 
     
    “Safe word,” she said simply.
     
    “Right,” he said.  His eyes shifted around and she noticed he glanced quickly down at the crotch of his pants.  She looked and saw he had a noticeable bulge pressing against his thigh.  She swallowed because the ability to resist falling into the passion she had felt when kissing him had instantly become a lot harder. 
     
    “You should choose your own,” she pointed out.  She placed her hands flat on the surface of the table and looked at him intently, waiting for him to choose.  She could see the gears in his mind turning. 
     
    “How about ‘lucky’”?  He looked at her with a small smirk playing along the corners of his mouth.   
     
    “I like it,” she said.  She tapped her finger on her lips and said, “I actually like it. I’ll use it as my safe word as well.”
     
    “Great,” he said in a low, husky voice as if he were trying to seduce her.  Not that he really needed to try, especially not at this point.  She gulped again and did her best shake away the scenes playing out in her mind.  She could get to those at a later time.  They could get to those at a later time because such thoughts were no longer fated to remain private fantasies of hers. 
     
    He tilted his head and bit the corner of his lower lip, looking past her at nothing in particular.  He was thinking about their conversation and the terms they were setting. 
     
    “I think for me, I’ll discover my boundaries as we go along.  I have some boundaries, like no bodily fluids aside from spit and, you know.”  He winked at her when he said that in a rather absurd way and they both burst out laughing.  It was the first time they had laughed since the conversation began and it did a lot to alleviate the tension.  It wasn’t a bad tension between them, it was just due to the nature of the conversation and the way Aria had started conducting it.  The atmosphere felt less like a stuffy business meeting now, something they were both grateful for.
     
    “Really though, I also don’t want to bleed.  Dish out the pain with levels, you know.  Don’t just start smacking me with a shovel right away or something.”
     
    “Oh my goodness ,” Aria laughed.  She made a movement as if to smack him playfully on the arm but didn’t. 
     
    “Hey, there you go!”  He laughed and unexpectedly grabbed her by the wrists, pulling her forward so she fell onto him.  He held her tightly against him and kissed her deeply. 
     
    “It doesn’t always need to be like that though,” he told her. 
     
    She nodded, “I know.  I agree.”
     
    He loosened his hold on her as she stood up.  She looked at the clock and noticed it was getting late.  Although she wanted to be with him more, she knew they should try to get some sleep.  She stretched and unwittingly exposed a sliver of her stomach as her shirt went up.  As she brought her arms down she felt something wet and warm glide across the expanse of smooth skin.
     
    It was Billy, who had leaned forward and run his tongue along her skin.  She let out a quivered breath and just stood there.  He hooked his fingers onto the waistband of her shorts and