Chapter 43
T he time for treading lightly was gone. It wasn’t really his thing anyway. He was more of an action sort of guy. And right now, he wanted to make certain that she knew she was his. That she knew she was beautiful.
Laying her on the bed, he stared down at her.
She was dressed in a pair of pajamas he’d bought for her that had squirrels all over. She looked adorable.
But she’d look even better naked.
However, there was a slightly panicked look on her face as though she didn’t know what was going to happen next.
Last thing he wanted was for her to be scared.
She should never be afraid when she was with him. So he stepped back and grabbed the bottom of his shirt, pulling it up over his head.
He knew she loved his chest. He’d seen her staring at him after he got out of the shower. Yeah, he might parade around the cabin half-naked more than he needed to make her look at him like that.
“I’m a dumbass, aren’t I?” she said. “I had no idea that you wanted me. That you could . . . could love me.” It was said with wonder.
She’d get used to the fact that he loved her. She let out a small noise as he reached for his boxers.
Too soon?
He dropped his hands away from his boxers.
“Don’t stop,” she said, sitting up.
“Don’t stop? You’re sure?”
“I want . . . I want to see you, if you want to show me.”
“What do you say?”
“Please. Please show me.”
“Such a good girl to beg for my cock, aren’t you?” he murmured as he pushed his boxers down, taking them fully off, then standing there. His dick was already hard and he wondered if she’d be scared.
He wasn’t a small man in any way.
To his delighted surprise, she licked her lips as she studied him.
“You want this, baby?”
“Can I taste you?” she asked.
Fuck. There was nothing more he wanted than to be in her mouth. However, he didn’t want her hurting herself.
“Oh, yeah.” She must have guessed what he was thinking because her hand fluttered up to her cheek, hovering over it. Her shoulders started to hunch as a slightly haunted look filled her face.
But he didn’t like that at all and he wasn’t having it.
So he fisted his dick and moved closer to her. “Lick it.”
She stared up at him in shock, then her cheeks grew pink. “You don’t have to.”
“Devi, that’s one.”
“One what?”
“One in your book.”
“What book?” she asked, looking bewildered.
“Devi’s Naughty Book.”
“I don’t have a Devi’s Naughty Book.”
“You do now. I decided that I’m going to have to start keeping track of punishments. Now isn’t the time to spank your ass. But later, you’re being punished.”
“Why?” she squeaked.
“For insinuating that I wouldn’t want your fucking mouth on my dick. Also, for earlier when you called yourself awful. So that’s two. And then there’s the salt in my coffee. Three punishments in your book.”
“You already punished me for that!”
“That was hardly a punishment. We need to get it into your head that you are beautiful. Or you are not going to be sitting comfortably for a long time.”
Nope.
She did not like this. She liked sitting, it was one of the best parts of her day and she’d like to be able to do it without a hot bottom.
No one had ever looked at her like he did. Had ever said the things that he did to her.
It was hard to get her head around, but when she looked up at him she saw nothing but admiration.
But love.
He really did think those things about her, but it might take her a while to fully believe that. In the meantime, though, she had no interest in filling that book with punishments.
So, instead of saying anything else that might get her in trouble, she leaned forward and licked her tongue across the head of his dick.
Devi wasn’t sure who moaned louder. Her or Hayes.
“Fucking hell, baby. Your tongue feels like heaven.”
She whimpered and took the head of him between her lips.
“Uh-uh, that’s naughty. Did I say you could do that?” He took a step back, taking his gorgeous dick with him.
“But I want to. It didn’t hurt.”
“Not the point,” he informed her. “I’m in charge in the bedroom. You do what I say or you get punished.”
“That’s going in the book too?” she squealed.
“Oh no, that would be a different sort of punishment. Not obeying me in the bedroom . . . hmm, that would get you edged.”
Edged?
Holy crap. She’d read about being edged but she hadn’t realized that people actually did that.
That it might happen to her!
“I won’t do it again!” she cried.
“Not sure I believe that. But you’ve been warned. Now if at any time you need me to stop whatever I’m doing, what do you say?”
“Um. Parsnip?” She wrinkled her nose as she said that.
“Good girl.”
Oh, darn it. Why did he keep doing that to her? The praise always went to her head.
It was as if those words managed to take away all of her worries. They made her feel like she was floating.
“Come here.” He held out his hand to her and she slipped her good hand into his. He drew her up onto her feet. She stumbled slightly.
“Easy, baby. Maybe you’re not up to this.” He held her hips. “Are you feeling dizzy?”
“Just because of you.”
“Because of me?”
Oops. Maybe she shouldn’t have told him that. Last thing she wanted was to make his head grow any bigger.
“It’s just . . . when you call me good girl it makes my head spin. I like it.”
“I know you like it,” he said huskily, running a finger along her lips. “That’s why I say it.”
“You don’t say it because I’m a good girl?”
“Oh, baby girl. You’re always my good girl. Always.”
Her heart raced.
“You feeling steady?” he asked.
“As I’ll ever be,” she replied. Hard to feel steady when he was making her head spin with his words and the way he was touching her.
“You start to feel dizzy, let me know. Grab onto me. I’ll hold you up. Always.”
Lord.
She closed her eyes for a moment, basking in that sense of safety . . . of love.
“Okay, Devi?”
“Better than I think I’ve ever been in my life.”
“Good. Open your eyes. Look at me. I want you to see me.”
Looking at him was never a hardship. Opening her eyes, she watched as he undid the buttons on her pajama top.
She kind of wished that she was wearing something sexy. Not that she owned anything sexy.
He spread the sides of her top, revealing her naked breasts. There wasn’t much to look at. Despite his best efforts to feed her, she hadn’t gained back the weight she’d lost over the last couple of weeks.
“Baby, you are fucking beautiful.”
“Really?” she whispered.
He gave her a stern look.
“That wasn’t me saying that I was ugly or anything!” she said quickly with her hands up.
The last thing she needed was for him to add another punishment to her book.
And she still couldn’t believe she had a naughty book.
“I was just saying . . . really. See? Totally different.”
He eyed her like he didn’t really believe her before pulling her top carefully off over her injured arm, then her good arm before throwing it aside.
“You’ll believe it. I’ll make it my mission to ensure that you do.”
Then he crouched in front of her and reached for the top band of her pajama pants. “Hand on my shoulder.”
She braced her good hand on his shoulder and he took off her pants and panties, leaving her completely naked. Thankfully, she’d finished her period yesterday.
Devi wasn’t aware that she was holding her breath until he kissed his way down her tummy, making it whoosh out of her.
“So fucking gorgeous. My girl.”
His girl.
“Lie back,” he ordered before lifting her and placing her on the bed. “Spread your legs.”
Heat filled her cheeks as she gaped up at him.
“Who is in charge?” he asked.
“You are.”
“And are you saying your safeword?”
Devi shook her head. No. She didn’t want him to stop. She guessed she was just shocked at the things he was ordering her to do.
“Then what should you do?”
Slowly, she spread her legs, letting him stare down at her. No one had ever really looked at her like this. The other guys she’d slept with . . . well, they’d barely waited for her to undress to fuck her.
It had felt rushed and kind of . . . yuck, if she was honest.
Nothing that she felt with Hayes.
“So stunning,” he whispered.
For a man who often guarded his words like they were diamonds, he certainly didn’t scrimp on telling her that she was beautiful.
Kneeling on the bed between her spread legs, he pushed them so her knees were bent and her feet flat on the mattress. He ran his fingers up the inside of her thighs until he reached her pussy. He cupped her mound and the warmth of his hand made her moan. She actually rubbed herself up against him.
Wow.
She had never done anything like that in her life.
“That’s it, baby. Rub yourself against me.”
“I . . . I . . . that’s okay?”
“Unless I tell you not to do something, everything is on the table. And if I tell you not to do something it doesn’t necessarily mean it’s something I don’t like. It just means I don’t want you to do it at that moment. Understand?”
Um. She thought so. This was all so new to her.
“I want you to keep your injured arm in whatever position feels the best. But your other arm goes up over your head and stays there until I say otherwise.”
She raised her arm over her head, the injured arm lying against the mattress.
“That’s it. Is anything off limits?” he asked.
Devi swallowed heavily. “You won’t say anything mean?”
He narrowed his gaze at her and she expected him to tell her that was ridiculous or to scold her for even thinking that.
But all he did was nod. “I will not.”
“Or, um, hurt me? I don’t mean, like, a spanking . . . I mean, I just don’t like pain. I don’t like my nipples being twisted or bitten. Or having a cock just shoved into me.”
His breathing grew faster and she watched him worriedly. “Some bastard just stuck their cock into you? Without warning? Without warming you up?”
“Um. Well, I was a bit warmed up.”
“Name.”
Oh no. She wasn’t giving him that. She shook her head.
“Devi, be a good girl. Give me a name.”
“You cannot ‘good girl’ me into giving you a name.” She pointed at him with her good hand. “And it’s naughty of you to try.”