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she wasn’t into kink, and that right there made him regret the hell out of taking her up on her invitation to spend more time together. Kink wasn’t just something he was into in his free time, as Keira had suggested. Kink was his life.
    He’d been into sadomasochism in some capacity since he was a kid. Along with setting things on fire, he started messing with bondage and pain play around the age of nine. Luckily his mom didn’t discourage either. Scouts, and apprenticeships with some of the stage acts at the Bellagio had handled most of his curiosity, helped him perfect his knots, but it wasn’t until he found Mistress Evelyn that he’d come to understand exactly what was going on in his head. He really only played with or even dated people he’d met through her and her husband, Master Philip.
    He’d become so accustomed to his life as a switch, so comfortable with other members of the community, that spending a romantic evening without some element of BD or SM didn’t make a bit of sense. So why was he even considering seeing this girl again? Why had he asked her out?
    Various reasons ran through his head. She’s beautiful. She’s smart. She blurts out exactly what’s she’s thinking and it’s adorable as hell. Even with her dark brown skin, he could tell when she was blushing. He wanted to see that smile again. He wanted to see if he could push her buttons, in a good way. He wanted something different.
    He’d drawn up a solution for Blake Carlisle’s stage show, then sent a team out to finish the tour. He’d gotten word that things were going smoothly, but he couldn’t think too much on it. He had other, more important projects coming down the line.
    Yeah, he definitely should have kissed her, but something told him he should wait. He wanted her to make the first move or least tell him when she was ready for him to call the shots. She’d told him that he’d hear from her via text, her preferred mode of communication , b ut she hadn’t reached out to him yet. He hoped she wasn’t following that stupid three-day rule. He supposed he could text her first…
    Daniel rolled his neck and clicked back into his email. The subject lines started to blur together for a moment before he shook his head and forced himself to focus. He had invoices to review before another meeting about the Super Bowl, the last massive event before Fourth of July madness turned the office upside down again. He glanced at his phone, reminding himself to sync his calendar, when he noticed a missed text from Armando .

    Thanks for meeting up with Keira, man. She’s been smiles all morning.

    That news made Daniel’s day. He had no idea what the hell he was doing with Keira, but this weird tightness in chest pulled even tighter at the thought of making her happy. He shot Armando a text back.

    Not a problem. She’s a great girl.

    Just as he hit send, another text hit his phone, this one from Keira. It must be break time at the gym. Daniel pictured Keira and Armando standing around talking about him.

    I Googled “switch”.

    That made him smile for sure.

    Oh yeah? What did you find?

    Naked people.

    Is that all?

    I got so caught up looking at all the naked people it was time for me to go to bed before I remembered my original plan.

    Plan? Daniel was definitely intrigued. What was Keira up to?

    Not telling. You’ll laugh me into next week.

    I won’t. He wouldn’t .

    Well you said a switch does both.  
    I don’t think I’d be good at submitting.  
    I was looking up how to be a good mistress.
    I’ll continue my research tonight.

    Let me know if you need any assistance.

    I will.  
    Also I’m not saying that I’m going to dominate you or anything.  
    I just like to know. I like to know things.

    And now he was hard. He could imagine it so clearly, being under her control. It made him wonder though, what had changed, what had Keira suddenly considering domination and submission, any aspect of it, beyond her