Kristen's POV
Kristen at twenty-four had never been more attracted to a woman than she is right now. There's something about Nicole's cool, calm, and wise demeanor that makes her feel like Kristen has something to prove. She wants Nicole to want her, to be open to domming her. Nicole sits so calm and relaxed and open all throughout dinner and somehow... that made Kristen hotter.
Then seeing her soft side when Nicole found out about Kristen being chronically ill, it made her see a little more that she was interested, this wasn't a friendly dinner. Now, Kristen wanted to know how interested she really was.
Kristen knew she was playing a dangerous game, leaning in, looking up at Nicole through her lashes, trying her hardest to keep the long eye contact going. She knew that if Nicole rejected her she would actually be devastated, her ego would take such a huge hit. She didn't know anything about Nicole, she might not even be her type.
Then she brought up the BDSM test, she knew it was probably a bad idea but the champagne has her a little bit passed tipsy and she wants to know if Nicole would be interested in being her domme without having to ask, she knows most people think the test is corny, but it helped her a lot. It wasn't super detailed but it gave her enough to know more things to research.
Nicole had laughed and acted like it was lame, but Kristen got to watch Nicole lick her full brown lips as she looked down at the screen. She saw how her left ran down her own thigh, she saw her breathing change just a bit.
Oh Nicole wanted her.
Kristen now wanted to find out how badly.
So she had leaned in a little more, she asked what would be in Nicole's top percentages and from her answers she knew at least on paper they were compatible. Now Kristen wanted to find out if they were physically.
Kristen had hooked up with a few people over the years some were one time things and while others became fuck buddies, she knew if this night with Nicole went well she would want her for more than one night. It had been so long since Kristen had been pleasured by anyone or even felt this much chemistry on a date, she wanted more. She needed to know if she could have more.
"I think... I would like to receive some pain from you,"
Nicole kissed her.
She leaned in her hands on Kristen's face and kissed her with so much passion and pressure that Kristen moaned. Her hands found Nicole's waist and pulled her in closer, as close as they possibly could get while still sitting in their own seats.
Nicole's tongue found its way into Kristen's mouth as she pushed back against Kristen forcing her to lean back in her own seat, she followed Nicole's lead, letting her tongue trace Nicole's in her mouth, she moaned again as Nicole pulled back, biting her lip. Nicole looks down at Kristen as she stands up and grabs her black bag pulling out her wallet and a few hundred dollar bills. She calls the waiter over "I've left you a great tip, thank you for your service but we are leaving now. You and the rest of the staff enjoy the rest of your night,"
Kristen's eyebrows go up and her eyes go wide. Oh shit, this is really happening.
"Your place or mine? I'll have my car come around," Nicole then leans over and puts a hand out for Kristen who takes her hand and stands up. "My place is probably closer," Nicole adds and Kristen nods "Yours it is."
Nicole grins "Hold on, just a second," She digs in her purse and pulls out her own phone. "Gregory, hi yes, bring the car to the front, take us back to mine please." She then puts the phone in her pocket and leads Kristen out of the restaurant. "Next time, we will finish our meal, but right now, the only thing I want to eat is you, if that's okay." She smirks at Kristen who starts to feel her face heat up again.
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Let Go (GXG, MD/LG) A Vanilla Introduction to Submission
RomanceKristen's relationships fail one after another, she aches for connection. When her best friend tries to hook her up with a Dominant woman named Nicole she thinks it could never work. Soon she realizes how wrong she is. *Caregiver/Little dynamic jus...