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“I’ve been known to bite on occasion. The only bite I’ve received is a love bite, though. As you may remember, when Marcus busted Shaun and me.”
I chuckle, “Yes, I remember.” I drop my arms as Rhys reaches up to help me out of my shirt, returning the favour. “So, no one has sunk their teeth into your creamy flesh before?” When she shakes her head, I swallow my fear and ask what I really want to know. “No one has made you bleed on purpose?”
A mischievous grin spreads her black lips wide, her white teeth making an appearance as she looks up at me. “Garrett Cole, are you into blood play? Do you wanna break my skin open and make me bleed?”
I knew she would get me.
“Yes. I was hoping you’d let that be a part of this master role we spoke about.”
Her face falls. “Actually. I’ve changed my mind about that.” Rhys goes to turn away, but I step into her space and grip her hips, tugging her against me.
“Don’t hide from me, baby. What’s happened to make you change your mind?”
I can see it in her eyes. She’s scared. Of what, I don’t know. Is she scared of me? That I’ll take it too far? Abuse my power as her master? She has to know I would never do that.
“Let’s just say I’ve had a bad experience with a master, and I don’t know if I can hand over my control like that.”
She’s obviously not going to tell me the full story behind this sudden change of mind, but her explanation is enough for now.
“I’ll never betray your trust, Rhys. We can make the rules up as we go if you like? It doesn’t have to be a typical Dom and sub thing. I’ll never force you to do anything you don’t want to do or treat you in a way that’s humiliating.” Releasing my grip on her hips, I cup her face instead. “Fuck, baby. I care about you so much. I only want to make you happy.” I lean in and kiss her tenderly, reminding her she’s in the room with me right now and not some other fuckwit from her past that has treated her like a vessel for their dick. She relaxes into the kiss, winding her arms around my middle and tugging me closer.
The kiss quickly moves from tender to heated, something I didn’t mean to happen and probably has everything to do with the fact that her bra clad tits are pressed against my bare chest. My dick wants me to maul her. Throw her down and drive myself home. Luckily, I have a fucking heart. That motherfucker is reminding me that my girl has been through a lot. She may be well versed in the world of sex, but she is brand fucking new to the relationship world, and I want to make sure she wants to be kept.
I break our kiss, pulling back to see her lids pry open with reluctance.
“I do like telling you what to do, though, Rhys. That day in the school bathroom, while you were in the stall, you let me instruct you on what to do with your hand. With your fingers.” I lift her hand to my lips, kissing the very fingers I’m referring to. “I fucking loved telling you what to do, knowing it turned you on. That’s all I want, baby. To turn you on so bad that it nearly sends us both crazy.”
“Garrett Cole. You’re sending me crazy now. Can we fuck already? Pleeease?” Her begging is sexy, and I can’t help but smirk.
“Fine. Get naked. Completely naked. Not a scrap of clothing.”
Her white teeth flash as she grins and does a little excited jump before quickly removing her uniform. As I watch, I remove my uniform, too, taking more time than she does because I’m too damn busy raking my eyes over every inch of creamy skin she has on display.
When I’m down to just my jocks, her eyes widen, honing in on my bulge. “I’ve dreamed of this moment, Gar. Of finally getting to touch your monster cock.” Her eyes flick up to mine. “I’m starved for it.”
I smirk. She’s a little fucking minx. That’s what she is.
“You think you can handle it?”
“If I can’t, I’ll fucking learn. I’m not letting you get away from me, Garrett Cole. Not ever.”
That right there is why I’m here right now, about to finally get that home run. She’s ready for a relationship now. She understands the concept, and she’s all in. And she’s mine.
“Take my jocks off,” I demand, and her eyes flare in excitement. Without another word, she drops to her knees and quickly tugs down my jocks, her eyes trained on my cock when it springs free. She doesn’t make a move to touch it, just looks at it, grinning. “How much do you think you can get in your mouth?”
Her eyes fly up to mine, wild with excitement. “Let’s find out.” She grins, waiting for me to respond, and I can’t help but grin back.
Nodding, I gesture my head for her to go ahead, and a moment later, she wraps her little hand around the girth of my dick. Her fingers don’t meet up, of course, but that’s ok. Just the feel of her gripping me is enough. Something I have dreamed of and pictured so many times as I’ve fucked my own hand in the shower. This is so much better. So, so much better, especially when she leans forward and runs her tongue around my tip, the hot silky feel nearly sending me over the edge already.
“Fuck, your tongue feels good, baby.” I groan out, and her hand starts to move, pumping my cock. “Open your mouth.”
Deep brown eyes glance up through dark lashes as Rhys drops her mouth open, moving closer until the wet heat wraps around my tip and slowly sinks in. My moan is loud in her bedroom as she takes me as deep as she can, half of my dick disappearing inside her mouth, feeling so fucking good that I’m scared I’ll come any second.
Like the controlling arsehole I am, I grip her head, slowing her movements so I can get a handle on my reaction to her. Rhys George has other ideas, though. I may have control of her head, but she controls her tongue, and fuuuck, she works it up and down my shaft with the movement of her mouth like she’s trying to milk me.
“You’re gonna make me blow too soon if you keep doing that, baby. Back off a bit.”
Even with her mouth full of my dick, I can still tell by the way her eyes brighten that she is smiling right now. Does she back off? Fuck no, she doesn’t. The little brat increases the pressure of her tongue.
