Page 39 of Possess Me! (I Want You To)

Silent for long enough I expected him to get impatient and begin annoying me again. He didn’t though. He waited for me. To forgive him. Fucking idiot.

My chest didn’t feel so tight anymore.

“What happened to the money I got you?” I asked, changing the subject. I wasn’t ready to dive into that part of my un-life. I probably never would be, and certainly not with him. His apology wrapped like a warm blanket around my heart, despite how hard I tried to shove it off.

“I spent it.”

“If you say you spent it on cereal—”

“It wasn’t on cereal. Well—” Luca wiggled uncomfortably again, and for some reason that only made my dick harder. I liked him squirming. It was my comfort zone. “I bought a few boxes. But most of it I used to replace my phone.”

“Good.” I’d already known that, but this was proving to be a perfect distraction from our previous conversation.

“Actually!” Luca wriggled, then stilled, stopping himself from sitting up. I was prepared to shove him back down if needed, but clearly he knew how to be obedient. “Speaking of the whole body-snatch-a-palooza you hosted, we need to have an important conversation about boundaries.”

My stomach flipped.

“You didn’t like the se—”

“No, no. Don’t get me wrong. The sex is perfect. Be as bossy and mean as you’d like. I know my safeword—” Luca was quick to interrupt. “I mean…if we’re going to be sharing my body sometimes, I would really like to set some rules.”

“Fine.”

“Really?” He perked up, the tension in his shoulders melting away. “Damn, I really thought this would be harder.”

“It’s your body.”

“Okay.” Luca wiggled again, thoughtfully. It was clear to me the longer I got to know him that he had no problem demanding things before his brain caught up. “So.” He was quiet again for a solid minute before he spoke, “Obviously, number one. No stealing things.”

“You had no problem using the money—”

“Um, yeah. Before I knew it was stolen.” I didn’t need to see his face to hear the sass in his tone. I smacked his ass and he yelped.

“You need money. I got you money.” I didn’t see the problem.

“Okay. But there’s like—a line, Prudence. I’d rather not end up in prison, thank you.” Luca growled into the comforter and I was…weirdly charmed by how firm he was being about the whole thing. Also the fact he was more concerned about being caught and going to prison than he was about the morality of stealing from an ATM.

Huh.

“Fine. No stealing money with your body.”

It was interesting that he’d decided we have this discussion at all. None of his words felt like commands. I knew if needed, I could break them. And that fact was what truly clued me into the fact that I still had a choice in all of this. He hadn’t stolen my agency yet. That didn’t mean it wouldn’t change if he became aware of the power he held over me but…

“Thank you.” Luca shifted awkwardly for a moment, “Also… Um—with the whole…body stealing thing? Can you let me decide when you do that?”

He was asking for a lot, and it was clear he knew that.

He thought I’d say no.

“Fine.”

“Oh-my-god, really?” Luca perked up, then mumbled to himself, “I didn’t think you’d say yes to that one.”

“Like I already said, it’s your body.”

“Fine! Okay.” He squirmed. “Last rule for now.” Jesus Christ. There was more? “When I ask you ghost questions, I need answers.”

That was where I drew the line.

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