“I am a girl. What’s wrong with that?”

“Nothing,” she smirked, walking up behind me.

My knees went a little weak, so I leaned on the counter a bit, pressing some weight down on my hands. I so badly wanted to lean down over it already, but I know how much she loves to be in control at all times, and I wouldn’t dare jump to conclusions. I am hers . . . all hers.

“Turn around,” she whispered, but so erotically that I couldn’t quite move. She loves to do that to me.

I felt tingles race down my spine when her hands settled on my hips, and my head tilted back, to the side a little, to encourage her to lick my neck.

“No no, not yet,” she whispered, toying with the hem of the over-sized top. “Come on, my little pet. Let’s go. The living room awaits.”

“W . . . what waits?” The living room?! That wasn’t where we usually went nex.t. We have a lot of props and equipment in our bedroom (hidden from sight, of course!), and we generally like to get serious in there. And I wanted to get serious! I wanted her nails on me, I wanted her teeth. I wanted her to paddle me.

“I want to watch a movie with you, and you’re going to do exactly what I want, aren’t you?” she shot back, whipping around so fast that all I could do was stare at her, and nod in return. Her eyes were so conniving. She was already in the scene, I could tell. But why on earth were we watching a movie? I wouldn’t have the patience for that, I knew.

Typical Tina . . . a scene starts out business-as-usual, and then she throws me for a loop. It’s one of the things I love about her: she’s very unpredictable.

Well, needless to say, the movie wasn’t at all what I expected. It was porn.

I had just sat down on the couch where she’d pointed to, when I looked at the screen and noticed the paused screenshot. Two women were staring at each other, and I knew that look! One was topless, wearing just a skirt, and the other was completely naked. The woman standing naked, however, seemed to have all of the power. I could tell in her stance, even with the film still paused.