He shoved his plate aside and ran his hand through his hair. "I met Naomi six years ago at a club."
She didn't have to pussyfoot around and ask what kind of club. "Did you use bondage on her?"
"Yes."
"Right away after you met her?"
"Yes."
So he hadn't sprung it on Naomi as he had on her. "Did you demonstrate erotic bondage on her and then fuck her in front of a roomful of people?"
Ronin gently wrapped his fingers around her jaw. "Are we going to talk about this, or are you just going to hurl jealous accusations at me?"
Amery closed her eyes. "I'm sorry."
"I am too. Can you please look at me?"
She shook her head, but she didn't shake his hand off.
"Why not?"
"I know you cared about her and I can't look into your eyes when you tell me about her. Even though I'm the one who's making you do it."
"Sweet baby." He softly kissed her lips. "Come here." He led her to the couch and settled her between his legs with her back resting on his chest. He strapped one arm over her belly, holding her in place.
Why did his tight hold on her make her feel . . . secure?
"When I met Naomi she told me she was thirty when in fact she was twenty-six. That's just the first of many lies. She claimed to be familiar with shibari and kinbaku-also a lie, but she convinced me she'd be willing to try it. Within a few weeks we became involved outside of the club.
"We'd been together two years, in a relationship and she was my exclusive rope partner, when she asked if instead of adjourning to a private room after a kinbaku scene to have sex, we could add it to the scene."
"So you had her naked, tied up in provocative poses, and never fucked her during a demo? Not once in two years?"
"No, because we were in public."
"You never had sex in public? With any of your bondage partners?"
"No." Ronin bent closer and brushed a kiss across her temple. "I'm a private man, Amery. For me sex is as private as it gets. But I'm a foolish man sometimes because I agreed to try it."
His voice was filled with so much regret she squeezed his forearm.
"Took me a month to map out a new complicated suspension scene-mostly because I didn't want to do it. At the end of the demonstration, I fucked her."
The harshness of his response meant it hadn't gone well.
"Afterward . . . it didn't leave me in a good place. I went home and downed a fifth of scotch."
"Did Naomi come with you?"
He absentmindedly stroked the inside of her wrist. "No. Should've been my first indication things were wrong. She wanted a repeat performance at the club the next time and I said no. She threw a tantrum. No one undermines my authority at the dojo, or during a demo or at the club, so I forced her into a hojojutsu punishment scene."
Amery's pulse jumped. "What happened?"
"No matter how much she begged and cried, I refused to punish her in private. I bound her in a pose called humiliation, which includes neck ropes. Then I gagged her and used a paddle on her. After I'd broken her, I fucked her but didn't allow her to come."
She turned her head away. That didn't sound like him at all.
"Rather than it upsetting her, she got off on it. I rarely use humiliation in the dojo as a teaching tool, because it doesn't work. I was completely unprepared for her reaction and my disgust with myself. I quit going to the club."
"Ronin."
"Then Naomi stopped showing up at my place, unless she was drunk, crying, and a mess. I always took her in. At the time I hadn't known she'd still been going to the club and she'd become a submissive to several Doms. A few months later the club owner asked me to come back and give a shibari demo, but Naomi refused to be involved unless I fucked her during the scene. I found another rope model. Naomi went a little psycho after the demo and started threatening me. So I had her banned from the club." He set his chin on top of her head. "She told everyone I ruined her life and she returned to Japan."
Amery let that sink in before she spoke. "She was responsible for her choices. You did what you had to, to protect yourself and your reputation."
"It is my fault. She was young and I pushed her to the edge and she liked it."
"And you ended up at war with yourself for giving her what she wanted."
"Yes."
Amery turned and kissed his jaw.
"Needless to say I joined a new club-the same one Knox belongs to. The women who agree to be bound by me know my rules. I rarely deviate from them."