Chapter 17 Good Girl

Zoe didn’t even blink.

She just stared at Martin for a long moment, her face slightly pink.

She gulped. “How much?”

“What?” Martin asked.

“How much do you like making it hurt?”

Martin threaded his fingers through Zoe’s hair as he contemplated his answer. “Not all that much,” he said at last. “I’m not that much of a sadist. Pain for the sake of pain isn’t the point. I like the dynamic, the power trip.” And the feeling of my girlfriend’s absolute, total trust.

Martin didn’t say it, since it was irrelevant in this case.

“Okay,” Zoe said softly. “Let’s do it. How do you want me?”

Martin’s cock, which had softened considerably since Zoe stopped sucking it, went to full-mast again.

Martin cleared his throat. “Just relax and let me do all the work.”

Zoe nodded and did as he was told, looking at him expectantly.