Well, shit. Now I was imagining shoving my cock into that smart mouth to show her exactly what a dirty girl on her knees was for. Focus, Chase.

I leaned back, assuming his arrogant posture again.

She said, “What kind of fantasy can I bring to life for you, Sir?”

I’d never heard her use that tone of voice before. She sounded husky and suggestive, but willing to indulge my every whim. It was like a shot of adrenaline straight to my dick and all I could do was stare at her for a minute while I redirected my brain…and my dick…back to professionalism.

That meant I had to answer her question. What kind of session would he want?

“Pausing the scene for a second… What are my options here? It seems like I could just describe something he does in the book, but that wouldn’t be me really understanding what he wants.”

She smiled, still using that husky voice as she said, “You can have just about anything you want, Sir, as long as it doesn’t break the rules. Spanking. Tickling. Role-play. You could hypnotize me and make me obey your every whim. We’re only really limited by the rules and your imagination.”

Would Lucas Steel try to get her to bend the rules and be the exception? Or use his power to take what he wanted? That would’ve been my assumption a few weeks ago, but Elena was helping me to see another side of him. He was the king of a powerful land that was constantly under attack and he ruthlessly destroyed anyone who crossed him. Within his kingdom, he was basically worshipped as a god and could have just about anything he wanted. He was buttoned up and precise. If he’d come here it was for a purpose and he would’ve known the rules going in.

I thought of all the things he was into and what sort of thing he might want in this situation and how he might communicate that. Even though we weren’t even talking about my personal desires, it was hard to give voice to the things I was thinking. It felt inappropriate to ask for them.

I fumbled for the words. “Why don’t you just surprise me?”

She huffed a laugh and in her normal voice said, “Remind me to tell you Ophelia’s idea of a surprise… That’s a bullshit cop-out answer and you can do better.”

I took a deep breath, trying to find that place in my head where I could let characters take over, but he wasn’t in there yet. He was different and that’s part of why I was desperate for the challenge of playing him.

With that thought, an idea of what he would want occurred to me, so I gave it a shot. “We’re going to do a bondage session for two hours with the option to extend.” I used the phrasing I’d overheard Victoria use when we booked our first meeting with Elena. I was about to ask if she was available for that long, but corrected myself before I slipped this time. He would expect her to make herself available if she wasn’t. With growing confidence, I said, “I don’t want you to speak unless it’s to use your safe word. I don’t expect any reactions from you unless they’re genuine.”