Grace has always struggled with adulthood and the responsibilities that come with it, So when a handsome man moves in next door to her, the young 19 year old develops an unusual desire for her middle aged neighbor who's hell bent on discipline, bala...
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GRACE'S POV —
Lunch went great and although the salad plus the long island ice tea hit the spot, my mind was still spinning. My Friend served as a great distraction- they were outgoing and entertaining but for some odd reason I didn't want to be out right now.
It was so out of character however I felt very queasy at this restaurant, so I invited everyone ( and some drinks) over to my house. I didn't want to be here but that doesn't mean I don't want to drink and get wasted.
I just needed the comfort of my house and maybe, just maybe, the comfort of knowing who's just next door.
I couldn't lie about it anymore, what I want from Enzo goes way beyond sex and pleasure. For one, I know he doesn't just date people for sex, and two everyday im discovering new pieces of his puzzles. Most of which point to the fact that he's into some interesting things that I don't know much about, but I know a dom when I see one.
I've interacted with so many and some of my friends are dominant or have very interesting kinks. I tried to seem casual to everyone but throughout the entire lunch I was putting pieces together and thinking long and hard about a certain someone- as much as I hated it. I kept conversations going but whenever they were focused on something else not involving me, I carried on with my investigation.
I'm a pretty vanilla person, in terms the kind of relationships i've been in. I've never had a dominant or a submissive or any other categories that exists, but with my only job I discover so many things like how some guys enjoy being called sir, master, daddy, etc. I felt my face getting hot and I took a sip of my drink to cool me down.
All I knew is that I was definitely a submissive. I took quizzes and my best friend alex ( who can apparently smell one from a mile away) told me so. The only reason I believe him is because he works at a kinky sex club so knows what he is talking about and he's a dominant himself.
He'd given me a lesson about it long ago, before I even met Enzo and i've gone to the club so i've seen quite some things. I've embarrassingly taken quizzes that I found online. I never shared my results with anyone and I don't think I ever will.
I may be a little stupid but I do know a thing or two about BDSM and Enzo checks a lot of boxes. The man loves control and he shows it a lot around me, like when he forces me to use my words or when I give snarky responses and he tells me to watch my mouth- which I hate.
And then there's the fact the he loves acts of services and doing stuff Im perfectly capable of doing. This one time he made me food and cut up the steak for me, like I couldn't have done that myself. He also hates it when I go out of my way to do things such as getting on the counters to reach a really tall cabinet.
I could go on and on but the list is too long.
I was pulled out of my thoughts by Alex who was urging me to get up so we can head out. " Girl where's your head at? Get your fat ass up!" He rolled his eyes and dragged me out of my chair. I glared at him as I fixed my dress once I was standing, " was that necessary?" I asked as I grabbed my purse and we started heading out with our other friends a couple steps ahead.
