Chapter 21

RULE #20: ESTABLISH YOUR LIMITS… AND YOUR WISHES.

Presh

The list is on my desk when I come in the next morning.

The list. It's open to page four, the unanswered questions. Words like anal, nipple stimulation, threesomes, orgasm denial stare back at me, and I haven't even had my coffee yet.

"What's this?" I ask, glancing at Musa as he walks in.

He's dressed impeccably in blue trousers, brown leather shoes, and a white button-up that looks a couple of sizes too small. Has he always looked this good, or is it my lovesick brain distorting reality?

After taking a sip of his black coffee, he sets it down on his desk and walks over. Standing only a foot or so away from me, he glances at the pages in my hands. My cheeks start to heat up, this unspoken thing between us growing more intense by the second.

"I realised that what we did yesterday was wrong of me. I should never have used that… toy on you as punishment, because it was an unanswered question on this form. I don't normally make mistakes like this."

"But I was okay with it," I reply quickly.

Is he really worried that he did something to me against my will?

"But I need to know you're okay with it. I need to have your consent beforehand for everything, Precious. Not just some things."

His piercing eyes lift from the paper to my face, and I instantly liquefy from the contact. He wants to know about the sex stuff.

Can I really answer this?

"But you said…"