The Call

"So, what was all that about, the only time you will do this?” My voice is quiet, weak as my breathing is slowly steadying.

“Well, usually when I do things like that, I have a contract, or at least a list of what people are willing to try and not try, rules in place, but kind of hard to sit there and sort that shit out, when you're screaming during sex ‘you need more’.” I can't help but smile.

“We will sort it out, and then I can play without the worry that I am going to use something or do something you don't like.” He is weird, so kind, yet so different in the bedroom.

“I like just about everything.” Laughing at myself, I loved all that. Why would I not like everything else?

“You say that now, but when there is a list in front of you, I am sure your mind will change. Right now though, it doesn’t matter. Light bondage from now on until it's sorted.” His lips pressed against mine.

“Let's get cleaned and eat.” I love his cooking; how can I refuse? Getting out of bed, we get showered, t