“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”
Jason’s voice is a low whisper into my ear. I stare at the arrangement on the bed in front of me. To a seasoned sub, it would probably be nothing: three blindfolds, two different gags, several lengths of silky rope, and an array of plugs and vibrators. But my heart races to look at them. The choices. The props that could fulfill my desires. I turn in his arms, tilting my face up just slightly to look into his eyes already darkened in lust.
“I want to,” I say. He smiles at the admission. I continue, “but I’m nervous.”
His hand runs through my hair and strokes the side of my face. “I know. I’ll be careful with you.”
While I settle myself on the bed, Jason selects a red cord. When he caresses it against the side of my ribs, I can’t help but giggle at the light tickle stealing into my skin. His serious expression cracks into a grin for a brief second, then his focus returns with a frown. “I can untie this at any moment, but only if it gets really uncomfortable, okay love?”