Page 70 of Dare to be Different

Laken moans through the wall, adding a level of heat to this chat that’s already heating up on its own. “Hands and mouths?”

I bite my lip. “Yeah.”

“More?”

“Like fucking?” I turn my face to call his bluff.

“Yeah, like fucking,” he says, smirking.

I’ve thought about it in the vastness of my mind, but I’m not sure it’s a thought that should ever see the light of day or the darkness of night. It’s probably better to remain a fantasy that I jerk off to and pretend never happened as soon as my cum cools.

“You ever had anything up your ass?” I ask.

He nods. Fucking knew it. “Like small toys and a plug once. Nothing as big as your dick.”

“That a compliment?”

“Fuck yes it is.” He leans back and puts his arm behind his head. “I have a limit. Like a boundary line. A sexual one.”

“About your ass?”

“No.”

“Tell me, Mr. No Limits.”

He smiles, covering his face a second later. “It fucking fucked me up something fierce that night the guy almost touched your dick! I swooped in and took over because… no. He doesn't get to touch you. At first I thought it was just another guy touching you, but that night, it was her… and him, and… oh my god.”

I bark out a real laugh. “Holy fuck! Did you, Zahnder fucking Dare, who never gets attached to anything, get possessive of me?”

“No. Fuck off.” He groans.

“You did!” I knew it. I saw a flash of it that night and mocked him for it a bit, but I didn’t think it could be true. I definitely didn’t think it’d be a limit for him. “You possessive fuck!”

“Get bent!” he snaps at me with a laugh. “It just happened! I couldn’t help it.” He’s smiling, a little put off, but more humored about it.

“This does not vibe with what you just said about wanting to watch me pick up.” I smirk at him.

“Okay, enough,” he groans. “I just want you to be… for me. All mine.”

“You’re jealous.” I laugh.

“I don’t do jealous!” He smacks me, and I grab his wrists, straddling him to press them to the pillow.

“Admit it. Say you’re possessive of me.” I grin down at him.

“Never!”

“Say it!”

“I hate you right now.”

I laugh. “Say it anyway.”

His green eyes meet mine in the dim light, and he goes from smiling to jaw clenching to eye rolling. Then he flips the script and pins me down, his thighs squeezing my hips. “Fine. I’m fucking possessive of you, Remy. Happy?”

I smile up at him. “So happy.” I lift my hips to show him just how happy that makes me. “Make me a new deal?”

“What deal?”

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