Page 46 of Hells Bells


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“Or I might like it.”

He turned serious. “Maybe.”

“Besides, I’ve been marked twice. I thought that meant together forever.” If he had tricked me and would dump me if I couldn’t handle being chased, I’d kill him. Not really, but I’d hate him for life.

“We will be together forever. Not doing the chase isn’t a deal-breaker for me. I don’t have to do it.”

“I’m sure I’ll be fine.” I had every confidence in the world that Rocky would keep me safe.

“But you need a safe word, something you can say to make me stop.”

“Why not juststop?”

“Well…” He cleared his throat. “I want you to tell me to stop during the chase. You’re supposed to act like you don’t want me to fuck you, but in reality, it’s an act.”

My cheeks warmed. “Oh, right. It’s supposed to be like you’re assaulting me,” I whispered and glanced at Brenda behind the counter. Rocky and I weren’t talking loudly, but the diner was empty, and my friend could likely hear everything with her giant elephant ears.

“Yes, but you know that’s not the case. You have to agree before we start. If you change your mind, I’ll respect that. If you want to stop during the act, you need to say your safe word.”

“Hmm.” I tapped my finger on my lips. “What kind of safe word?”

“It can be anything you want. Some use fruit, others use the stoplight system—red, yellow, green—but that’s generic, if you ask me.”

“Well, I have time to think about it.” A shiver worked through me. “Do you think I’ll need one?”

“I want you to have a way to make it stop if it gets too intense. We haven’t been together long enough for me to read your reactions. I want to believe I’d know when you reach your limit, but I don’t.”

“I trust you not to hurt me, Rocky. Isn’t that enough?”

“It’s a start. I’ll go easy on you the first time, and each time afterward, we can add new layers to our play.”

“Okay.” I loved how he cared about my well-being. “I better get back to work so we can close up right at six.”

“I’ll be here waiting and watching you.” He got out of the booth and reached his hand out.

“It turns me on when you watch me like a hawk.” I smiled and sashayed away, confident his heated gaze was on my butt.

I couldn’t wait to play his game later.

I hissed when I got off his Harley at our private spot on the outskirts of town. My new tattoo stung and was bigger than I had expected. That Rocky. Mr. Control Freak was what I should call him.

“Give it a few days. The pain will subside and then it will itch.”

“Great.” I rolled my eyes and looked at my left hand. Half a heart with HB in the middle was between my thumb and index finger. It was pretty and not the source of my pain. “I might be more comfortable in my work skirt and pantiless instead of the leggings you made me put on.” I tugged the waistband to pull the fabric off the large tattoo above my hairline. It readRocky’s Pussyin a bold brush font. It spanned the width of my curls and must’ve been two to three inches tall. No one would ever miss it, which was the point.

“Don’t whine, baby.” He wrapped his arm around my shoulders. “It makes you sound weak, and weak you are not.” We strolled into the woods. “Tell me. Do you have anything you don’t want me to do? A firm boundary? Or maybe something you want me to do?”

“Don’t take my ass out here.”

“No. You haven’t been wearing the butt plug long enough, but it will supply the right amount of pressure when I fuck you. Anything else?”

“Don’t beat me or cut me.”

He screwed up his face. “I’m not out to hurt you. This is supposed to be enjoyable. Not actually violent.”

“I Googled it, Rocky. Some women like knife play.” I shuddered. “I need to take things slowly and find out what I like.”

“Agreed.” He stopped and placed his hands on my shoulders. “Knife play is about fear, Ella. It can enhance the experience, like cutting off your leggings with a knife or scratching you.”

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