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“Not at all. But it was only after playing some that we talked about more personal things for hours on the phone. I still haven’t taken you on a proper date. When I had planned on wining and dining you, life changed in a flash. I have you back now, but some pieces are cracked, and I am trying to help you glue things back together.”
“It’s too much to ask you to do. You wanted a whole person. I can’t offer you that.”
“Fuck, baby, I wantyou. I want every fractured and splinter piece. It doesn’t matter if you are put together perfectly or find some of your bits don’t fit quite right anymore. I want you, the real you and not one I couldn’t be comfortable with. We all have cracks and crevices we didn’t have before, but it makes us who we are. I want who you are. If you can take me as I am, then I say, we make a go of this connection we have. Let’s not waste it.”
Monroe cuddled her back in his arms and gently rocked Mallory as she digested one of the longest speeches he had ever made to a woman. This one mattered. He hadn’t known how much until she verbally spewed her tainted way of seeing herself, and his reaction to that imperfect being had been visceral.
Monroe knew with absolute certainty that if she allowed him, he would claim her forever. She was likely not ready for a lifelong commitment, but he was sure she wanted it. There just needed to be more chipping away at her archaic ideas of how a man expected his woman. Wasn’t that supposed to be his line? His perfect woman would learn his standards were more reachable than the ones she imagined.
Mallory sat up slowly, stretched out her legs, and stood. “How do you feel?”
“Good. Much better than earlier. I’ll get on those lists.”
Monroe decided now was the best time to teach his girl what he expected and how he expected it. He grabbed onto her hand and kissed the palm before standing.
“New rule.”
Mallory gave him a spunky look, and he grinned. “Oh, a new rule, huh? I might disagree.”
“Oh, I have a feeling you will be all for this new rule.”
He drew her closer to himself and leaned down. His lips were a hair’s breadth from hers, and his tongue came out to trace her lips, wetting them for her. She bit the bottom one, and he could imagine her biting his lip. The direct heat from that thought shot through his gut into his stiffening member. Concentrate, Merton.
“Open your mouth, baby, and let me in. You can’t leave me to do anything else until you kiss me. A real, heart-pumping kiss.”
“I can’t do that everywhere, Monroe. It’s an impractical rule.”
“Nonetheless, you will do it until further notice. Now kiss me.”
“But…”
“I can pull rank on you and make you suck me off before you leave, naked after I paddle your ass rosy-red with my rubber paddle. I just thought that while I would love that, you might have something to say about it in the common areas. Now, doesn’t a kiss sound much less harmless?”
“Nothing is harmless with you, Sir, but I will kiss you to avoid the more socially unacceptable things.”
His slow grin spread across his face. “Then stop talking.”
His head descended, and Monroe kissed deeply, drawing sustenance from her lips, his chest pushing against her pert nipples that hardened in her arousal. The kiss was eternal, and Monroe was sure they would end up on the tabletop if he didn’t rein it in. One of the hardest things he’d ever done was pull away from Mallory. His forehead landed on hers, and he kissed her nose and calmed his breathing. His cock was going to be standing at attention for a while. He could see Mal was affected as well. Good.
She wanted more, and this was not the time. “Later, baby.”
“What was it about not starting what you can’t finish?”
“Brat. I can finish, but the parameters stay the same. You are hurting, and I don’t think Robert wants to clean off a table we have had a little morning wake-up on. Besides, we have work to do, and you have some lists to make. Come find me when you want to discuss what you have.”
“What about if I want to discuss this right here?”
“That happens after work. Tonight I expect you in my bed.”
“Isn’t that chauvinistic? What about my bed, my sore body?” She was cute when she tried to pout. She didn’t know how to brat, and that was fun all by itself.
“I have all the toys in my room.” He raised his eyebrow and watched her. Her whimper and roaming hands told him he was in for the ride of his life.
“Oh, okay, you win for now.” She turned and shook her backside enticingly. He swatted it hard. The sting would stick with her for a few minutes at least. His hand was certainly tingling.
“Oh.” Her hand flew back to soothe her butt.
“No rubbing.”
