It soothed some of his angst over the way she’d avoided scening with him for months. At least now he knew it wasn’t something he’d done. It couldn’t be; she was already showing far more trust in him than she had for anyone but Andrew. Hell, perhaps even more than she had for Andrew, since Andrew had definitely never pushed her emotional limits even though he might have done so with her pain threshold.

There were a couple other items he wanted to address, but she’d tensed up so much when he said he wanted to talk that he didn’t think pushing even more now was the best course of action. It could wait until she was more comfortable with him. Wait until after she’d played with him a few times and was feeling more confident.

“Alright, Ellie... now… we’re back in high school, what do you think we should do with this empty classroom?” he asked, giving her a wink.

Ellie gaped at him, a flash of relief flickering across her expression, immediately followed by wariness. “That’s it? What about my other limits? What about sex?”

“Your other limits are unimportant for today’s scene,” he said, and was pleased when she immediately relaxed, looking only a little troubled. Probably because she was already thinking to the future and having to talk about her hard limits then, but Michael was sure he could distract her. “As for sex, how do you feel about it?”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?” he asked, a little surprised at the alacrity of her answer.

“Yes, I would like sex.” Her voice was a little breathy, definitely eager. Michael’s cock jerked in anticipation.

But he shouldn’t read too much into her eagerness. Ellie scened a lot with a lot of different Doms and sex didn’t necessarily mean anything emotionally. Although, it would certainly be enjoyable.

“Then sex will be left up to my discretion as the Dom.”

She made a face of disappointment that almost made him smile. But he held it back, since it wouldn’t fit his plans for the scene.

Stepping forward, he leaned down and placed his hands on either side of the desk she was sitting at, placing their faces only inches apart. “So, Ellie... are you wearing any panties today?”

Her face flushed immediately, and the presence of her legs close to his suddenly disappeared as she pressed hers together underneath the desk. Michael grinned.

A little spark rose up in her eyes at his reaction, and then a foot was pressing against his inner calf and gliding up the inside of his leg. “Wouldn’t you like to find out?”

“I absolutely would.”

Straightening back up, he stepped back and glanced down at her legs, which were slightly parted, although the desk blocked the view of her short skirt. Ellie giggled at the mock-disappointed noise he made.