Page 12 of Lesson In Trust


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“Always.”

“I read…things. Books. Um…erotic books?” A flush blossomed up her throat into her cheeks. “I know I’m not…experienced. I’ve never been the kind of woman who men flock to and try to sweep off my feet. Daniel…well, he was good with words in the beginning, until…” She bit her lip, then blew out a soft breath. “I understand that I’m hard work. Four days of me must be driving you nuts. If…if you need a break, you don’t need to feel obligated to find me another man.”

Bundling her hair into the towel, Evander scowled at her. “There wasn’t a question in there, Callie, but for qualification, I’m a permanent fixture in your life now. This pussy, your ass, and—when I get around to teaching you how to deepthroat my cock—your mouth all belong to me, along with every beautiful inch of the rest of you. All mine.”

“But you want to…share?”

“Only if you’d like to be shared. Daniel was a fucking halfwit who never deserved you. The experiences he gave you were subpar and downright cruel, Callie. I’m going to erase them all, one by one, until they don’t matter anymore, and rewrite those chapters. With your social anxiety in play, I think it might also be good for you to get comfortable around other people in intimate settings. You’ve been a hermit for too long, sweetness.”

“Why Elias?”

She hadn’t slapped him yet; possibly a good sign unless she was winding up for a knockout blow.

“Because I know him as well as I know myself. His methods are different to how I play, but our principles are the same. He’s attracted to you, and you trigger his protective instincts the way you do mine. If I have to share, he’s the only one I’d consider letting touch what belongs to me.”

Callie nodded numbly, her expression shocked.

“Of course, this all depends on what you want. There’s no right or wrong answer, sweetness. No expectations. You can ask questions, think it over, say no right now, and that’s absolutely fine. Hell, we can spend all night cuddling for all I care, as long as you’re happy.”

Something changed in her. Only a fraction, but he couldn’t tell what. Was it the set of her shoulders, the tilt of her head? A hitch in her breathing, or the way she linked her fingers together at her waist to indicate she was nervous?

Daniel hadn’t been big on giving her choices about her own sexuality and needs. What he wanted, he got. No matter how much it hurt or unsettled Callie, the damn bully used nasty tactics to acquire everything he desired.

Evander was willing to give her a longer training line, just to see what she’d do. Tethering her securely to him just in case the newfound freedom sent her spinning, but he got the feeling she was weighing everything with the utmost care.

“All right,” she agreed.

“You’re sure?”

“For tonight only, for now. I’m nervous about disappointing one man, never mind two.”

Four days, he reminded himself before he chastised her. They’d known each other for four days, and she’d been alone for two years before Roulette night. She was bound to have insecurities and doubts; he needed to quiet them, not rile them up.

“Good girl. Thank you for trusting me. For the record,” he added as his phone pinged with a text, “disappointing me isn’t an option in the bedroom. As long as you try your best, it’s enough.”

“Says the man who has no issues orgasming,” she muttered.

He frowned as he pulled out his phone. “We’ve established that a certain neglected pussy just needs some extra time, care, and attention to get motivated. When you relax, you come easily, Callie. We just have to detach your brain and let your body take over.”

Elias: Waiting outside. Won’t come in until you give the okay.

Evander: Give me ten, then make yourself at home.

Callie licked her lips and stared at his phone. “Is that him?”

“Yes. He’s waiting for the green light.” Slipping the device back into his pocket, Evander raised his eyebrow. “Are you sure about this, Callie?”

Anxiety whitened the tight press of her lips. “Yes, Sir.”

“Such a brave girl,” he praised, stroking his palm down her arm. “When you’re ready, lean over the counter and part these lovely ass cheeks for me.” When she obeyed, pride surged. He gave her a slow rub on the butt in approval. “Perfect. Now, do you want me to invite him in before or after I get you settled on my cock?”

Her breath audibly strangled. “Ah…”

This was one of the things he’d been afraid of doing—corrupting innocence. It was something he loved, but with Callie—while he wanted to play his dirty games and watch her thrive as she found her footing in sexual exploration—he discovered retaining that innocence meant more to him.

He reached for the lube, generously coating his index and middle fingers. “Let me rephrase that, sweetness. Do you think Eli would like to see this perfect little asshole stretch wide to take me in,” he asked, circling a fingertip around her anus, “or would you like to surprise him?”

Her head turned until her chin was almost on her shoulder. Eyes wide and uncertain, she licked her lower lip, offering him a quick flash of pink. “Why does it have to be up my butt?”

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