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“Where’s the lube you snuck in at the grocery store?” he asks, and I feel my breath catch in my throat.
“What lube?”
He swats at my ass. “You know what lube. Where is it?”
“Ugh. Fine. It’s in my duffle bag.”
“Good boy,” he says and my chest feels a little tight at the praise. I’ve never been called good in my entire life. And yet, with him, I am. Or I can be…sometimes.
He moves off of me, and I hear his footsteps disappear out of the bedroom.
“Hurry up!” I shout at him, and I hear Skylar chuckle as he returns a moment later.
“So impatient.”
“I just want to get it over with. I’m getting bored of waiting.”
The mattress dips as he straddles me again, his rough hands skirting up my ass and back, massaging the muscles there. I feel everything tighten and loosen, both from nerves and anticipation. Damn, that feels good. Why does it feel so good?
“You look hot tied up face down, but if I’m gonna fuck you, I want to look into your eyes when I enter you for the first time.”
My breath stutters out of me.
“Hell no, you’re not looking at me when we fuck. We’ll do it like animals, and that’s final.”
His finger slides up my crack, and I feel the cool chill of the lube being squirted on my skin. “You sure about that?” He asks the question as he slowly moves his fingertip into me, pressing into my channel over and over until my sphincter relaxes and opens for him.
“I am so fucking sure,” I moan. “You can take me like this or not at all.”
“Are you sure about that?” he repeats.
“I’m so fucking sure.”
He pauses, his breath coming out unevenly. His finger presses into me again before slipping out of me entirely. The emptiness of it, the feeling of loss is incredible. I can’t even begin to describe it, but I feel like I’ve lost a part of myself with the absence of him.
“What the hell are you doing?” I snap when I feel my wrists being untied. The sound of the rope slipping through the knots is making my entire mind unfurl. I feel like I’m losing it. This can’t be happening.
“Letting you go. Your ass isn’t getting split open by me. Not unless I can watch you take it.”
“Why are you so insistent on this? What does it even matter?”
Skylar cocks his head and brushes a gentle hand through my hair.
“It matters to me. I want to see something of you that’s real.”
“Oh, fuck you. I’m plenty real!”
“You hide behind your brattiness and snark and you don’t open up. You can’t even ask me for the things you need.”
My chest constricts, my breathing growing labored. I feel uncomfortable and hot, like I’m on display once more, and I hate it.
“You think you know me, but you don’t!”
Skylar shakes his head. “Of course I don’t. No one knows you.”
“And why should you know me? You’re just the help.”
Skylar freezes and his eyes meet mine, his brows pinched. “Yeah. You’re right. And that’s exactly the reminder that I needed. I lost my mind a bit back there, but you set me straight once again. From now on, it stays professional between us.”
