He traces back and forth along his arm with his fingertips.

"Exactly the way you wanted?" he repeats, looking up at him with a small slant to his lips. "I know we take turns on who gets to be on top, but have you actually wanted me to dominate you like this before?

"And you mean you want to watch me force some rich, stuffed-shirt businessman twice my size into submission with leather straps and a riding crop? I can see the appeal in that." He smirks. "But I don't do it all that often, and things are a little different when money is involved."