"Yes, my darling?"
"Permission to touch you, please?"
"Of course, my darling."
That had done it, by asking permission I'd acknowledged the Dom/sub relationship. The only way out now would be to safeword. But somehow, I trusted him to not take us where I wasn't ready to go yet, which seemed silly at this point, but there it was.
The kiss continued for another thirty seconds or so, with me running my hands through his hair and then caressing the top and sides of an ear.
This kiss wasn't slowing, it was ramping up, and I was nearly frantic with lust, though I was doing a decent job of keeping my hips mostly still and not showing just how much I wanted his attention lower.
"On your knees, Kirsten, we need to talk before we go further."
