Cowboy Casanova (Rough Riders #12)(176)

“That don’t matter. This ain’t about me.”


“You’re laying all Ben’s secrets bare. I’m expecting the same thing from you.”


“Fine. Whatever.”


“You’ve lied about how many women you’ve f*cked, haven’t you?”


Dalton squirmed. “Huh-uh.”


“Come on, Dalton. Admit bein’ a McKay sometimes makes you feel you’ve gotta live up

to that man-whore reputation,” Quinn cajoled. “You ain’t the stud you pretend to be

are you?”


Took a solid minute, but Dalton blushed and shook his head.


“How old are you again?”


“Twenty-four.”


“You’re awful damn na?ve,” Chase answered. “I wish you’da told us your suspicions

besides the vague Ben needs help and he’s too proud to admit he has a problem line

that got us to haul ass to Wyoming.”


“Wait,” Ben inserted. “Dalton didn’t tell you guys anything?”


Gavin said, “No. Just that it was urgent and Ben’s brothers needed to intervene.”


Ben wasn’t sure which shocked him more; that they’d all come, including Gavin, or

that they hadn’t questioned why they should come.


“Why aren’t you guys takin’ this seriously?” Dalton demanded. “It’s some heavy

shit.”


Quinn lifted a brow at Ben. “I’m sure you would’ve preferred to keep this quiet as

you have for years, but given the circumstances, you wanna explain? In plain terms so

Mr. Na?ve over there gets a decent grasp on it?”


“I’m what’s called a sexual dominant. That means in sex play, I’m in charge. But in

order to be dominant I need a submissive. A submissive chooses to give herself, her

body, her will, to the Dom. A Dom does not take what isn’t offered. There isn’t rape.

There isn’t torture. At least not in my scenes. I don’t expect my subs to be

lifestyle subs twenty-four/seven. I’m a Dom strictly in sexual situations.” He gave

Dalton a pointed look. “With women.”


Dalton had the grace to be flustered.


“On the surface, the Dom/sub relationship is about sex. And I ain’t gonna lie, the

sex is what drew me to it. It still does. That exchange of power is heady stuff. But

when I’m in my dominant role, I’m completely attuned to my sub. To her needs, her

fears, her pleasure.”


“How long have you been a dominant?” Quinn asked.


“Officially? About eight years.”


“But what about the whippings?” Dalton blurted out. “That ain’t right.”


“That’s not for you to judge.” Ben looked at his brothers. “What bothered Dalton

was I wasn’t sexually involved with those submissives. Because it’s not always about

sex. I used the single tail whip on the sub at the request of the sub’s Dom. That Dom

decides when I stop.”


Chase asked, “Do you do that a lot?”


“Whip another Dom’s sub? Only because they know I’m awful damn good with a whip. The

new Doms learn from me. Some Doms don’t like usin’ the single tail but their sub