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She jerked. “I’m sorry?”
He laughed, but the sound was rough and uneven. “I’m not. Come here, kitten. Right in front of me, on your knees. Now.”
Her heart went into overdrive. Yes. She scooted forward the two feet that separated them.
“Closer.”
She moved until she was right between his legs, sitting on her heels, anticipation making her dizzy. It was easier with him giving her orders. It felt right, in spite of the fact that...no. Just...no. Not going there.
“Before we go any further, you need to know the most important rule of the life I live. I need you to trust me on this. If you want to stop what we’re doing, you say red and everything stops. Doesn’t matter what it is, doesn’t matter when it is. Got it?”
She cleared her throat and nodded. “Why can’t I just say...never mind. Red.”
He put his hand under her chin and locked eyes with her. “Because sometimes, things can get intense and you may cry stop when you really mean please don’t stop. Because I care for you far too much to risk harming you, either mentally or physically. Safe words—words that won’t get confused with any other words—are important, kitten. Especially when all this is new to you, new between us.”
Her breath shuddered. “I trust you, Jeremy.”
He leaned forward and dropped a kiss on her lips. “I’m glad to hear that, sweetheart. That means a lot to me. But you still need a safe word. Remember how I said you have to give me the control, I can’t take it? This is how. And now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, tell me what you want. I need to hear the words, even though I already know. I promise it’ll be fine.”
Her eyes flicked down to his crotch, and then back up to his face and his knowing eyes. The lack of condemnation there gave her the courage. “I want to taste you. Your...” She paused, took a shuddering breath. The last time she’d used the word, she’d said it to Sam, and it had angered him so much he’d backhanded her. Enough. Jeremy’s not like Sam. He’s not. “Your cock.”
His eyes grew impossibly warmer. “I would love that, kitten.”
He stood, and when he did he was so close to her she could feel the heat coming off him. He undid his buckle and pulled the belt free of his jeans, dropping it onto the chair behin
d him, then moved his hand to the button.
“May I?” She was so close to him she could see the effect of her words on his erection. It throbbed, and without thinking, she ran her hand over it, squeezing gently. “Please?”
“Fuck, yeah,” Jeremy swore, dropping his head back. A bead of sweat slid down his temple. “It might well kill me, but have at it. I’m all yours tonight.”
He didn’t usually give his subs this much control, but he’d be damned if he’d stop Rebeccah from exploring a side of her that had been suppressed for so long. The need shone from her eyes, along with an innocence that should’ve been impossible. Fuck, she’d been married, what, six years? He wasn’t going to ask, not tonight. He wouldn’t ruin the mood, but he wondered how the hell that had happened.
She bit her lip and fumbled with the button, her fingers dipping just inside the waistband. He sucked in a breath as she touched his skin. She slid her hand in his pants, behind the zipper, drawing it down, her knuckles rubbing against his aching dick. “Christ. Back up, kitten. Give me a second.” She dropped her hands immediately as if they’d been scalded, but he didn’t want her to think she’d done anything wrong. He rested his hand on top of her head, toying with strands of her hair. “I’ve imagined you like this so often that reality is making it hard for me to stay in control. I’m not proud of that, but there it is. Another touch like that and I’ll go off like a teenage boy.”
Her eyes flew to his, and he was pleased to see satisfaction there and even a bit of laughter. No worry, no fear. Good.
“You’re going to be trouble, I can see it already.” He grinned. “I like that in a woman.”
She ducked her head, but not before he saw her quick flash of a smile.
He sat back down, leaving his jeans riding low on his hips. He waited a beat to see what she’d do next, but it seemed like she was waiting for direction. Hell, that worked for him.
“You know what you do to me, sweetheart?” He freed his erection from the confines of his briefs and let out a relieved breath. His cock sprang to attention, heavy and hard and aching. He stroked it with his fist once then drew a finger over the head, where a drop of fluid beaded the tip. “You do this.”
Her eyes were riveted on him, and when her tongue darted out to moisten her lips, he groaned. “You want this?”
She swallowed hard. “Please.”
“Ah, such a polite kitten.” He tugged her forward with one finger hooked into her sweater until she was between his legs again, up on her knees. “Put your hands on my legs and don’t move them. Touch me, but with your mouth only.”
She bent her head and rubbed her face against his length. He’d expected her to suck him right in, but he should’ve known Becca would make her own path. And she had, but as good as it felt, she hadn’t obeyed his order, and he decided it would be a good time to point out how he expected her to follow them. He wrapped a hand in her hair and carefully tugged her head back. “That felt fantastic, but that wasn’t what I told you to do, was it, kitten?”
She flushed guiltily. “No.”
“I said mouth only. Now, we haven’t gone over any rules except your safe word, so for this you get a free pass. But in the future, if I tell you to do something and you don’t do what I tell you to do, there will be consequences.”
Her eyes flared wide, a hint of true panic in them.
