That was a heady thought; Noah allowed to use me as he saw fit. I knew some of the sites that I had used to research BDSM had talked about my Dom playing with me unless I specifically said no and made it a hard limit. It had intrigued me then. But, now faced with it the option, I was hesitant. Noah moved his finger and pulled away to search my eyes.
"You are not ready," Noah stated in a manner of a fact tone.
There was no sadness, nothing that would indicate that he was upset. Just a statement that I was not ready, and he backed down.
"I'm sorry," I said sadly.
