Part 29 (1/2)
”Birth control?” he offered grudgingly.
She nodded.
”Well, we should talk about that.”
”I like not having anything between us,” she admitted. ”But I don't really know much about our other options.”
”Are you opposed to using nothing?” He had to ask.
She pursed her lips and frowned at him. ”Lucian. Be serious.”
Okay, definitely not ready for that.
”Okay, well, how about if I make you an appointment with Vivian? The last time I talked to her she mentioned wanting to see you again.”
”Do you think I should?”
His heart clenched at her question. Every time Evelyn placed trust in his guidance, they were one step closer to where he needed them to be. ”I'll make the appointment and we'll go together.”
Later that night as they went to bed, Evelyn was in rare form. She huffed and batted at the covers and tossed and turned. Finally, he pulled her close and held her. ”What's the matter, Evelyn?”
”You turned me into a s.e.x addict!” She accused and he laughed. He cupped her breast and ma.s.saged her gently. ”Don't.”
Reflexively, his fingers pinched on her nipple, a fast reprimand. ”Excuse me?”
”Lucian,” she huffed, turning to face him. ”Nothing can come of that, so don't torture us.”
Drawing in a deep breath, his gaze smoldering into hers with challenge, he whispered, ”Evelyn, if I want to f.u.c.k you, I will.” Before she could argue, he added, ”I'm respecting your need for s.p.a.ce right now. Tell me no again, and I'll do as I please.”
Her lip trembled and he could read the challenge in her eyes. She whispered, ”No, you won't.”
She gasped and Lucian had her pinned beneath him the second she mistook his promise for a bluff. His finger pressed through her cotton pants and zeroed in on the tight ring of her a.s.s. ”Try me, Evelyn. There are plenty of ways for me to f.u.c.k you. I could put my c.o.c.k in this tight little a.s.s of yours or I could f.u.c.k your mouth.”
She panted. She was excited and s.e.xually frustrated, but he also noted a bit of reluctance and fear in her eyes. Not of him, but of the unknown.
”Is that what you want?” he asked smoothly, applying a bit of pressure to her bottom.
Her excitement was building. She was getting aroused.
”I don't think you're ready to take me here, but perhaps you're ready to take me orally. How does the thought of my c.o.c.k in your mouth make you feel, because it makes me d.a.m.n hard imagining those pretty lips of yours stretching wide to accommodate me.”
Her breath hitched and he removed his hand from her a.s.s and pinched her nipples pressing through the thin fabric of her cotton tank top.
”I could also f.u.c.k these pretty t.i.ts.” He ground his erection into her. ”As a matter of fact, all this challenging talk has made me decide I will f.u.c.k you. I'll be gracious and let you choose where.”
Her pupils dilated and a needy moan left her lips as he ground himself into her again. ”I want you in my mouth,” she whispered, and he smiled slowly at her acquiescence to his authority over her body.
”Very good, Evelyn. Remove your s.h.i.+rt so I can look at you.”
She nodded and pulled her s.h.i.+rt off.
”I want you to enjoy giving me pleasure as much as I enjoy giving it to you.” Lucian gently held her chin and ran his finger under her full lip. ”You okay with this, Evelyn?” He gave her an opportunity to voice any concerns. ”I want you to know you can always tell me when something makes you uncomfortable. I expect you to confess all of your concerns to me.”
”I'm okay. I want to do this to you. I'm excited.”
Pride welled up inside of him, plumping his c.o.c.k another inch. ”Good girl. You make me very happy.”
He eased her into a sitting position and then helped her off the bed.
”I want you on your knees. It'll be easier than having me over you.”
Lucian dropped a plush pillow onto the floor, and she lowered gracefully to the ground. He looked into her upturned face and said, ”I never want you to tolerate or do anything you aren't comfortable with. When we do things and you're in a position that doesn't allow you to speak, you still need to communicate with me.
”If I ask you if everything's okay, I expect you to answer me, vocally or otherwise. When you can't vocalize, this will be our sign for okay.” He formed a V with his index and middle finger, mimicking a peace sign.
”If you need a time out, you'll cross your fingers like this, which is sign language for the letter T. T for time. If you want whatever's happening to stop altogether, you'll use the universal signal for stop by splaying all five fingers wide. Do you understand?”
”Why can't I just pull away?”
”That won't always be an option.”
She drew a deep breath and s.h.i.+vered.
”Are you still okay with my conditions?”
”Yes.”
”Do they frighten you? Be honest.”
A deep pink flush climbed from her b.r.e.a.s.t.s to her ears. ”No. It excites me. Does that make me a deviant?”
”No, it makes your lover one.” He laughed and in a more serious voice said, ”Evelyn, so long as it's safe, sane, and consensual we aren't doing anything wrong. There's no shame here. Okay?”
She nodded.
”Good. And when I do this,” he gently tapped her throat twice with two fingers. ”That's your signal that I'm going to come so that you can prepare.” They ran through each signal a few times until he was sure she understood.
”Are you wet, Evelyn?”
”Yes,” she rasped.
”Good.” He took her hand. ”Feel how I take your finger into my mouth.”
He sucked her finger deep, curving his tongue along the bottom, and applying firm pressure. After thrusting her digit into his mouth a few times, he released her from his mouth. ”That's how you'll take me, firm but gentle, deep and long. Are you ready?”
”Lucian, if you don't let me touch you soon I'm going to explode.”