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bodies—all the parts that he appreciated so much.
    Pulling his mind away from the things he could do with her lush body, he ran the present situation through his mind.
    He’d helped her out and taken care of her wellbeing after the fright she’d had. Now she’d admitted that she had a definite interest in the lifestyle, but obviously hadn’t a clue as to how she should go about satisfying that curiosity.
    Surprising himself, at the decision he was making, he realized exactly what he was going to do.
    Gently, he released her hands and reached over to tuck Megan’s hair behind her ear. “Look at me Megan.”
    His voice was firm but not unkind. Megan lifted her head and took in his serious expression.
    “Would you like me to help you find out if this type of lifestyle is something you need to pursue?
    She frowned. “You’d do that. I mean, for real?”
    Jacob chuckled. “Yes, little Megan, for real.”
    Megan was not only shocked at his offer, but at her internal response to it. Her pulse had quickened at his words, and her stomach seemed to be suddenly full of butterflies.
    She felt, instinctively, that she would be safe with this man. Everything about him screamed calm and controlled. Just look at the way he had dealt with that creep. But could she actually submit to another person? It was all very well reading the information online, and lying in bed thinking, and imagining.
    She looked up into his face, liking the warmth of his dark blue eyes. “Are you, you know…I mean, like a real, practicing dominant?” she asked nervously.
    Jacob’s deep laugh made the hairs stand up on her arms, in a good way and when he ran a finger down her cheek, and across her lips, her body actually trembled.
    “Yes, Megan. I’m an actual, real, live one.”
    She laughed. “Okay, it was a totally stupid question, but I hardly know you.”
    “Well, you didn’t exactly look like you’d been on a lot of dates with asshole guy back there, either, but I can assure you that I’m a safer bet than him.”
    Their eyes locked, and Megan’s voice was soft when she answered him. “Yes, I think you might be.”
    His grin was lovely. It made his eyes light up in an almost wicked way. “I own a trucking company, based over in Tennessee, and I’m covering for an employee whose wife just had a baby. So I’ll be doing his runs for a little while, which means I could meet you here, on a fairly regular basis, if that was what you wanted.”
    A silence hung between them, as Jacob let her process her thoughts.
    Megan swallowed, and put her hands into her lap so he wouldn’t see them shaking. Then she took a deep breath and raised her chin. “Okay, I’d like to try.”
    Jacob’s expression was serious. “I want you to be absolutely sure, Megan. For a brand new sub, it usually takes a while to establish the trust that is needed. In the past, I have played with submissives that I’ve only just met, but they were experienced, and knew exactly what was expected of both themselves, and their Dom. I feel a connection between us, but you must make the ultimate decision, and feel inside that it’s the right one.”
    Megan took in his words, and assessed how she felt, as she sat there with him. After a couple of minutes of silence, she lifted her eyes to his, and nodded firmly. This was her chance, and she was going to take it. “I want to do this, and I’m not going to change my mind.”
    He nodded. “Very well, Megan. From now on you may refer to me as Sir. We’ll spend a little time together now, and if we find we’re both comfortable, then we will have a talk about what comes next.”
    He waited a couple of seconds, and then raised an eyebrow.
    “Y…Yes, Sir,” Megan stammered, feeling her hands begin to sweat, as she waited for him to start making her bend to his will.
    “First of all, you’ll need a safeword. Whenever you use that word, whatever the circumstances, all play stops. Any Dom who ignores a sub when she uses it is not