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After work, I got the kids and dropped them off. I told Charlie sorry, and that I had to go somewhere for work. He smiled and said it was fine. I have the best brother in the world.

I waited a couple minutes for the bus to come, then walked a few blocks to Devon's house. I knocked on the door. When he answered, he didn't have a shirt on. His body was chiseled, and looked nothing like mine. His dark skin looked absolutely scrumptious. I was nervous, to say the least.

"Come in," he smiled.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and entered the house. I quickly handed him the signed contract. He looked at my signature and smiled. He closed the door behind me. I went and sat on the white couch, staring at the ground. He sat next to me, the weight causing me to slid even closer to him.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing!" My head snapped up and I smiled.

"The foundation to BDSM relationships is communication, Aiden. Talk to me."

"Okay." I took a deep breath. "I'm not in the mood to have sex today."

Devon laughed. "I wasn't planning on it."

"You weren't?"

He shook his head. "No. Today is adjusting the contract. Finding things that work for you and finding things that don't."

"Oh. Okay."

He wasn't lying. We spent the night going over a sheet of his kinks, having me star ones I'm interested in and cross out ones I'm not. We then agreed on what punishments were okay and what ones weren't. For example, I said no to whipping, but I said yes to being put in a corner. By the end, my hand hurt from writing so much, and I was blushing madly at the list of sexual deviance.

He put his hand to my cheek. "You're blushing."

"Yeah, I can tell. How are you not?"

"I'm used to it."

I checked the time and stood up. "I should get back home."

I made it halfway down the hall when I felt hands push me up against the wall. Devon kissed me. It was a passionate kiss, one that I had no choice but to sink into. Doesn't mean I'm in love with the guy.

Once he broke the kiss, I rushed out the door. "Can I see you tomorrow?" He called out.

I didn't answer.

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