Page 147 of The Rebound


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She stills. "Oh my god, what are you doing?"

"Something I should have done a long time ago."

"B-b-b-but, that’s an—"

"Engagement ring, to make our relationship seem genuine this time around. We’ve come together and apart so many times, this is what sets our connection apart this time. So the press believes it."

She flutters her hand this way and that, her gaze fixed on the ring. She hasn’t taken it off, so that’s a start.

Her lips part. "It’s platinum." She glances at the rabbit engraved on top with an emerald set into it, and when she bites down on her lower lip, I know she likes it. She looks over at the tiny figurines on her bracelet, then at the markings engraved into the ring. The light reflects off the tiny emeralds set around the perimeter of the band. She blinks, then swallows. "Are th-those symbols etched into the ring?”

I nod. “One each for the ten shows you missed and for which I couldn’t send you charms.”

She rotates the ring on her finger. “A cloverleaf, a dolphin, a rainbow, a ladybug, a horseshoe, a dreamcatcher, a key, a ladder, a jellyfish and—"

"A shooting star."

She swallows, then glances at her bracelet where the twenty charms I sent her before each of the twenty shows she performed are attached.

“And that’s not all."

She tilts her head. "There’s more?"

"I have another gift for you."

She holds up her hand sporting my ring. "I haven’t said I'm accepting this one."

"Aren’t you?"

She stares at her ring, her gaze contemplative. "And it’s all for show?"

I narrow my gaze. "You don’t think I want to actually get engaged to you?"

"Of course not," she scoffs.

"And you want to explore the dynamics of our Dom/sub relationship." It’s not a question. I know she does. It’s written on her face. Whether she accepts it aloud or not—her parted lips, the flush on her features, the dilation of her pupils—all of it indicates she’s curious about what this arrangement entails.

"Turn around."

"Excuse me?" She scowls.

"Turn. Around. Rabbit," I say in a low voice that has enough edge to it that she knows I’m serious. She hesitates, then slowly turns her back to me.

I pull off the sweatshirt I’m wearing and spread it out it in front of her. Then I place my hand on her shoulder and apply enough pressure, so she sinks to her knees—her tender skin protected from the dirt by the cloth.

"Unhook your shorts and shove them down," I order.

A shiver grips her. But she pushes her shorts down to her knees.

"Now, bend over on your hands and knees."

She instantly complies.Fuck me, the sight of her bent over, revealing her panties-covered butt drains the blood to my groin.I reach over, squeeze her arse cheeks, and a whimper escapes her. The sound goes straight to my head. My balls tighten. My heart stutters. Only she has a direct link to my heart and my cock. And I need to finish what I set out to do before I lose control and take her right here. Which is not how I want our first time together after our time apart to be. There’s time for that. Time for her to want me so much, it’ll be her begging me to fuck her. Until such time, I’m going to do my best to get her there. I yank down her panties, and she gasps.

"What are you doing?" She glances around. "We’re in the open."

"Relax, Rabbit, this will take only a minute."

I pull a velvet box from my pocket, and slide out a tiny, cone-shaped device. From my other pocket, a tube that I squeeze into the valley between her arse cheeks.

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