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Over the next few days, I continued to go to class with Nova, only she sat beside me instead of wherever she used to sit. A couple times, she even let me hold onto her hand or put my hand on her thigh while she took notes for class. If I could make a living just being by her side, I would never leave.
We ate lunch together, most days outside. Once, was in the student union when it rained, but I ended up having to put some uppity bitch in her place when she tried to hit on me in front of Nova. I thought it would freak my girl out, but she smiled and kept eating her lunch as if nothing happened.
Later that night, after I pulled back in at the clubhouse, I got the shock of my life when Nova pulled in behind me and jumped out of her car to meet me.
“What’s going on?”
“Living in the moment,” she muttered before she pulled me down and slammed her lips to mine. I didn’t even think about what we were doing when I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist.
I carried her into the clubhouse and back to my room without registering if we passed anyone else along the way. There was no one. Only Nova and me. Her lips trailed sweet kisses down my neck as I walked into my room and shut the door behind me.
“I hate to look a gift horse in the fucking mouth, but why?”
She smiled kind of sheepishly at me and shrugged her shoulders while I still held her. “You telling that girl off at school today was really hot and I thought you deserved a reward.”
I fucking laughed. “I never even came close to having you figured out before, did I?”
“Nope.”
“Then I guess we better get started with my education.”
“Yeah, I think that would be…” I shut her up before she could finish by shoving my tongue in her mouth. Her eyes widened in surprise and then she fucking melted into me and ran dragged her nails across my scalp, directing me to keep going. I fucking listened.
“I need something from you if we’re going to do this again,” she told me as our lips parted.
It was weird to hear Nova making her demands clear, but after everything I’d put her through, I’d give her this. “Whatever you need.”
“I want to be the one in control tonight. That means you do as I say and allow me to do whatever I want with you. If you need to stop, for any reason, you give me a word.”
I grinned at her innocent suggestion. “A safe word?” I asked.
She bobbed her head up and down enthusiastically. “What’s your word going to be?”
“I’m fucked.”
“No, I’m being serious. You need to give me your safety word or whatever.”
“Yeah, that was it.”
“I’m fucked?” She asked and the way she cocked her head to the side in question made me want to throw her on the bed and show her just what that phrase meant to me.
“I’m fucked,” I repeated instead. “Because if I have to use a safe word with you, I am well and truly fucked.”
She laughed at my answer, but I was being completely serious. “You’re probably right,” she agreed. “Fine. So, I’m in control and you don’t touch unless I tell you it’s okay.”
“I’ll try my best,” I offered as she slid down my body until her feet touched the floor.
“If you touch me without permission, I will leave.”
Panic flared inside my chest, increasing the beat of my heart, and worse, it made me want to beg for her forgiveness all over again. “I swear to you, I will never do anything that will make you want to leave me again. That includes tonight.”
“Fine.” Her one-word answer was whispered, as if she didn’t believe me. “One more thing,” she looked me right in the eyes, as if to express how important this part was, “you can’t talk, except to use your safe word, unless I give permission.”
I nodded my agreement. The woman of my dreams was giving me a second chance after the hell I’d put her through, and there was no way in hell I was going to let myself fuck it all up.
Nova stared at me for a moment before turning her back so that she faced a wall. “Strip.” It was a singular demand and even more disturbing because she didn’t want to watch me do it. For some reason, I felt sick to my stomach. Then, she moved to the en-suite, and I heard the shower start while I stripped out of every stitch of clothing I had on. I was left wondering if I should follow her or stay put.
Shit, was this the kind of anxiety I put women through when they waited on me to tell them what to do next? Did they always worry that maybe they were doing the wrong thing? I didn’t like this at all, but they always seemed to enjoy it. For Nova, I would have to hang in there and see where the night took us.
