Novice: A Steamy Contemporary Rom Com by Fiona Wolfe

Author:Fiona Wolfe [Wolfe, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-08-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Nineteen

The bed sits on a raised platform, dominating the room. In the corner, a burgundy leather sofa with a matching chair creates a small sitting area. The colors are a perfect accent to the rich brown and beaten gold of the paint and curtains.

Along one wall is a line of wood-stained cabinets with gold knobs. I drift toward them and pull on the closest knob. Hanging from hooks is an assortment of restraints. There are padded cuffs, satin ropes, straps, spreader bars, and blindfolds. I trail my fingers along them, testing the flex and softness. Every object is made with or covered in buttery soft leather or silky fabric.

I move to the next cabinet, following the white rabbit down the BDSM rabbit hole. Feather ticklers, soft floggers, nipple clamps, paddles, and vibrators galore. By the time I finish my perusal, my mind is ablaze with possibilities.

Zed shifts my attention to some of the ‘furniture’ spaced throughout the room. There’s a swing I find perplexing until he elucidates. By the time he finishes showing me where my feet and ass go, I’m having flashbacks of my first foray into the world of gynecology.

“So what you’re saying is, I sit there,” I say, pointing to the incredibly small seat that looks more like butt floss than an actual spot to sit, “and my feet get strapped into these things?”

“Precisely.”

“That’s an awful lot like putting my legs in stirrups so the gyno can look up my cooter.” Using Blanche’s term gives me a special thrill.

Zed laughs. “Never having shown my nonexistent cooter to a gyno, I can’t say, but I will tell you that your cooter will be on full display in a plethora of ways.”

“A plethora? You mean like a plethora of piñatas?” He doesn’t get the reference, which makes it funnier. I cross my arms and study the device. “I hope that thing is bolted securely to the ceiling so I don’t fall on my ass.”

My squire laughs and tugs on the chair. “Have no fear. Like everything in this room, it’s securely fastened,” he winks, adding, “and has secure fasteners.”

I snort. “I bet.”

We spend another few minutes moving through the room, my anxiety and excitement heightening with every gadget that’s revealed. The room itself is surreal, transcending reality into a realm of sexual fantasy. The space is air-conditioned, but by the time we leave, my body is covered in a sheen of sweat, and my heart is pounding.

He follows me out and locks the door, quirking an eyebrow when I stop and fidget.

“Am I, um, going to officially meet Darien in there?” I nod toward the closed door.

“No. We want you to be at ease before you are entertained by the delights behind that door. There are numerous social spaces where the two of you can get to know each other a bit before getting to know each other.”

“Very funny. You should try the comedy circuit,” I say dryly.

“Where do you think they recruited me from?”

The mental picture of Zed on a stage in a comedy club makes me giggle.

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