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He nodded, then turned and looked at me. The streetlight glittered on tears. "I'm terrified that I'm going to
drive you away. My therapist says that I'm either a full partner in the relationship, or I'm not. Full partners
ask for their needs to be met."

Truthfully, I'd thought his therapist would be on my side, but BDSM was no longer considered an illness.
It was just another alternative lifestyle. Damn it.

"I want you to get what you need out of ourтАж out of us."

"I'm not asking for that much, Anita. Just tie me up while we have sex. Then do what we would have
done anyway. Nothing else."

I leaned over and brushed the tears from his cheeks. "It's not the tying up, Nathaniel. It's that once I say
yes to that, what's next? And don't tell me there isn't a next."

"Tie me up, make love to me, and we'll go from there."

"That's what scares me," I said. "I say yes to this, and there'll be something else."

"And what's wrong with something else, Anita? What scares you isn't my needs, but that you might like
it."

"That's not fair."

"Maybe not, but it's true. You like being held down during sex. You like it rough."

"Not all the time."

"And I don't like being tied up all the time, but I like it some of the time. Why is that wrong?"

"I'm not sure I can meet all your needs, okay? It was one of the things that worried me about us as a
couple from the beginning."

"Then are you okay with me finding someone else to meet those needs? Sex with you, bondage with
someone else?" He said it fast, as if he were afraid he'd lose his nerve.

I just stared at him. "Where the hell did this come from?"

"I'm trying to find out what the limits are, Anita, that's all."

"Do you want someone else?" I asked it, because I had to ask.

"No, but you have other people in your bed, and I'm okay with that, but if you won't meet my needs,
thenтАж"
"Are you saying that if I don't come across, you'll break up with me?"

"No, no." He hid his face with his hands and made a frustrated noise. His energy level swirled back
through the car, like hot water spilling across my skin. He swallowed the power back and looked at me.
He looked pained. "I need this, Anita. I want to do it with you, but I need it with someone. It's part of