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“Because I like hearing it.”
I frown at the utterly unabashed way that he says it and at the complete lack of self-consciousness in his face while mine feels like it’s just been microwaved on full power until it’s its own source of thermonuclear radiation.
I raise a brow, suddenly aware of the proximity of his body on this quiet path stuck between a half-empty beach and a forest-lined road behind the reeds on the other side. “You… like hearing me say I like fries?”
“I like hearing you have pleasure,” he corrects, and there we have it… Once again, here I am waiting for the giant sinkhole to swallow me up and save me from the sheer embarrassment of conversing with a man in such a sexual manner.
Or is it sexual? Am I making all this up in my head? He’s not lewd or creepy and doesn’t put his hands on me unnecessarily like some of the blue-balled sleazebags I’ve experienced in my life. He doesn’t send me lascivious texts that make me wish I could fly off to a female-only island or constantly suggest I go back to his place for “coffee”.
And I don’t feel afraid like I often do when men are too brazen.
Plus, he still stares at me in this ultra-moody way as if everything I do irritates him and he’s five seconds away from exsanguinating me.
Mind you, I happily return the favor, glaring so hard it’s a miracle I haven’t opened up some third-eye portal to a new dimension. As I think it, I realize that I’d never dare glare at Micah like that, even when he was in the love-bombing boy-scout phase of his narc seduction.
I wouldn’t even have given Kohl this much attitude, him, the “nice guy” who never laid a hand on me in anger.
Glaring at a man isn’t something I’ve ever really done, and I’d never even realized that until now when it suddenly hits me how audacious my eye contact is with Grey, and how many layers of sassypants I feel able to put on in his presence.
I almost feel fearless around him, a man so tall and strong and athletic-looking, compared to them.
I remain fixed to the spot, mute, which isn’t like me.
The words he speaks next are basically an industrial-strength vacuum cleaner which steal every little bit of air from my lungs and I find myself inhaling a mouthful as if my life depended on it. “Open your mouth.”
My lips part to take in air. “What?”
Fuck, my voice suddenly sounds like it belongs to a baby hamster who’s just sucked on a helium teat.
“Open your mouth, Indigo.”
I would roll my eyes at the alpha-Dom instruction, but I’m too busy wondering whether it’s possible to have an orgasm without physical contact.
“Why?”
Genius, Indie. Your questions are poetry for idiots.
“Because I said so,” he replies, as smoothly and confidently as if he were presiding over a business meeting attended only by the local sycophant community. “Don’t make me repeat myself. Open your mouth for me.”
“You’ve gotta be kidding me.”
Now that, I’m sure I said aloud…
He narrows his eyes at me, as for a moment, an ocean wave to his left seems to beckon me towards it, offering me some last-ditch escape route from the embarrassment I feel at his order… and from my own libido, firing so rapidly that you could plug an electrical device into it and get a charge.
“I’ll say it one more time.” His low voice is the ultimate temperamental grumble through my flesh. “Open your mouth for me like a good girl.”
Like a good girl…
I think I can die now.
Yep, I'm good. Bye world…
His eyes wander slowly to my lips, parted as wide as a guppy fish that needs feeding, and I can’t help but wonder if he can see my tongue lurking inside like a conger eel in its little hole being urged to come out.
I mean, he stopped short of saying, “Get on your knees,” but after “Open your mouth for me like a good girl”, there are not many places the mind can go. It’s basically a one-way ticket to fellatio-ville. And despite how outraged I am at his sexual undertone—who I am kidding?—overtone, getting on my knees and taking very, very slow and reverential licks up and down his hard cock is frankly all I can picture doing right now.
If it weren’t for the threat of being arrested for public indecency and ending up on TikTok crawling out of the reeds next to Grey’s naked ass cheeks, I may well do it.
