Salacious Exposure: Seattle Doms by Becca Jameson

Author:Becca Jameson [Jameson, Becca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Becca Jameson Publishing

Chapter 12

Faye

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It takes me a long time to recover from what happened on that bench. I’m embarrassed even though Easton tells me over and over that my reaction is normal.

He unfastened me in seconds, wrapped me in a soft blanket, and has been holding me in his lap for an hour. He feeds me little bites of chocolate and makes me drink more water every few minutes.

He rubs my back. “It’s called subspace, baby. It can be powerful. You’ll probably feel hungover tomorrow, like you had too much to drink.”

“I’ve never been hungover,” I mumble.

“No? You’ve never overindulged in wine or cocktails and had a killer headache the next day?” He leans me back to look into my eyes.

He does this a lot. It’s unnerving when he forces me to look at him. “I’ve never had alcohol,” I tell him.

His brows lift. “You constantly surprise me.”

“I’m weird. I told you that this morning.”

“You’re not weird, Faye. You’re refreshing. I should feel bad for tempting you down this path into my kinky lair.”

I roll my eyes. “I’m the one who came to your class and got intrigued. I don’t think you get credit for luring me in.”

“That may be, but I’m the one who told you to call and handed you my card. I’m the one who asked you to come back, invited you to brunch, and then took over your life today.”

His smile makes me tremble. He says all these serious words while grinning at me. Sometimes, I have trouble reading him. However, I read him better than any other human I’ve ever met. Perhaps because he’s blunt. He tells me what he’s thinking. Heck, he also tells me what I’m thinking.

His phone vibrates in his pocket, making him wince. “That’s my brother. He’s texted several times. Do you mind if I check it?”

“No. Go ahead.”

He leans to one side to pull it out of his pocket, taps the screen with one hand, and reads the messages. He somehow manages to return a text with just one thumb before stashing it and sighing.

“Everything okay?” I don’t want to pry. “I’m keeping you from your club. I bet you’re supposed to be working.”

“Faye, you are not keeping me from anything. I’m right where I want to be. Drake has everything under control. He doesn’t need me. He’s only texting to harass me.”

I frown. “Harass you?”

“Yep. I’ve told him repeatedly that I’m not ready for another relationship. I’ve insisted I don’t train new submissives. Now he’s going to laugh at me for months.”

I stare at him. “Why?” This would be one of those times when I’m missing social cues.

He smiles and taps my nose. “Because he was right. You’ve lured me into your web, and now I’m trapped.”

I frown. “You’re trapped?” My brain is running slower than usual, probably because of the weird subspace he spoke of. I’m not following.

“Figure of speech, baby. Trapped in a good way. I just mean I feel drawn to you. I want to be the one to train you.

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