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She whimpered, her lips closing around my tongue and sucking the tip, like she did to my cock last night. I hardened worse than I’d been before, grinding restlessly against her.
“But you always have a caveat, Beau. What is it this time?” She panted at me, her lips puffy and swollen from the forceful blowjob she gave me the night before.
“No more sweet moments. No more hidden moments. If I want to show you off, I will. But the only clothes you’ll be wearing outside of classes is my rope and a mark of my choosing.”
She stared at me, her lips curling as she laughed in my face. “You’re kidding, you dirty bastard.”
I reached down to cup her molten pussy that leaked through her panties and knew I had her. “No.”
Her laughter died. “No, what?’
“Naked. Knees apart, head back, hands behind your back and clasped near your tailbone. I feel like binding your breasts this morning.”
I licked her lips again, not game to kiss her lest this whole plan of keeping her, but keeping her distant somewhere neither my heart nor my father could get wind that I’d fallen in fucking love with this girl the day she nearly died on me. The day she opened her eyes and grabbed my hand and asked me to stay. When she begged.
I said yes, as long as she kept fighting.
Fight, she did.
And somehow, five nights sleeping at her bedside and showing her how I liked to kiss led to...this.
Hearts on the floor. Egos set aside. All we were doing was fucking it out of our system.
Except I wouldn’t kiss her and I wouldn’t fuck her. Not like this. She’d be my plaything, my toy. And I would mark her so every one of my housemates knew she was mine.
All I needed was her consent.
“Why, Beau?”
Because I need you close. But he can’t know. None of them can.
“You asked for dirty, beautiful girl.”
“But...” she stared at me as I squeezed her pussy hard. A long moan accompanied by a loud squelching sound filled my room.
I gave her a dirty smile. “Knees, beautiful toy.”
She hiccupped, her eyes gleaming with unshed tears. “This isn’t what I wanted.”
“But it’s what I’m offering,” I countered, my heart tattooing my chest from the inside so loud I swore she heard it. “I’m not going to let you sleep on the floor, Sylvie. You’ll sleep in my bed, and in my arms. No one else will touch you. I promise.” Though they might see her.
Her face suffused with color. “I have a caveat of my own,” she blurted.
I raised an eyebrow, massaging her cunt rhythmically with the palm of my hand. “Do tell.”
“Asshole,” she muttered, squeaking when I squeezed her then drew back far enough to give her panty covered pussy a hard smack.
“Oh, fuck,” she moaned, already shivering. I cupped her again, resuming my massage and her hips worked with me this time. “No one else.”
“I already said that,” I reminded her.
“No, you,” she gasped. “You don’t fuck anyone, and I want you tested.”
I grinned at her openly. She just made keeping her to myself that much easier. “Done. What else?”
“Done?” she stared wide eyes that devolved into suspicion. “You fuck everything, Beau. Why should I believe that?”
“Why shouldn’t you? I’ve never had a toy before, and I don’t actually want anyone else. Games and covers...you know.” She was the only person in my world apart from my brother who did actually know.
