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“There’s one thing, but...” I trail off as I can’t understand why this scene turned me on. It’s fucked up.
“What is it, angel? Nothing you can say will be too much for me.”
“I’m not so sure,” I breathe.
“Tell me,” he commands.
“There was this scene in one book where they acted out a break-in and taking the heroine by force and...”
“And that appealed to you?” he asks a touch of surprise in his voice.
“It’s sick, isn’t it?” I try to fight away from him, but he holds me tighter.
“Not at all. Many women have fantasies about that. It’s part of a biological reaction.” He bites my collarbone, and I moan, lacing my fingers in his hair. “You want a man to be so desperate to have you that he takes you even while you scream no, isn’t that right?”
I nod. “Yes, I want it so bad.”
“Me too. I like the idea of you screaming for me to stop but then taking my dick like a good girl.” He kisses me, his tongue thrusting into my mouth. “I’m going to fulfill any fantasy you want.”
My eyes widen. “You will?”
He nods. “I’m going to give you an intense experience and make sure you won’t ever forget it.” He kisses me, and I melt into his arms.
How can this man be so perfect? There has to be a catch.
“When?” I ask.
He chuckles. “You’re very eager, aren’t you?”
I look into his dark eyes, and my heart swells. This man stole my heart before we even started sleeping together. “Yes,” I reply, grinding myself against him.
“I can’t tell you when or how. The point is for us to act it out realistically. However, we need to have some ground rules. What goes and what doesn’t.”
I shift slightly to look at him. “I want anything you’ll give me. Nothing is off the table.”
He shakes his head. “Anal?”
I clench my thighs together. “Yes.”
“Fuck,” he grunts, his cock swelling beneath me. “I won’t do that for the first time during non-consent role play. However, we’ll need a safe word to be sure. A word you can shout out if it gets too much and you need me to stop.”
“How about spaghetti?”
He laughs. “Okay, spaghetti it is.” His brow furrows. “But if you can’t speak at the time and you’re tied up, then maybe hum a tune?”
“The national anthem?” I suggest.
He nods. “Okay, that’s sorted then.”
I kiss him, feeling even more in love with him. It’s wild. But I can’t help that niggle of doubt at the back of my mind telling me he will never feel it back. And the phrase he said in his office repeats over and over.
Love is a fairy tale, Ella. It doesn’t exist in the real world.
I want Remy’s love more than anything. And yet, I don’t want to bring it up as this is too new, and he already told me he doesn’t believe in love.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
I nod. “Yeah, just thinking.”
