Page 28 of Obey

Also true.

The bed shifts like he’s inching closer toward me, so I hold my breath.

“I won’t judge.”

I believe him.

“Just let yourself feel good.”

It’s harder than he seems to think.

“Would it help or hurt if I touched myself first?” His voice sounds like he’s grinding it out between his teeth. Is he that turned on? A seasoned dominant like Jagger, turned on by someone as vanilla as me? How?

The thought of him touching himself in the darkness lying next to me makes my breath catch in my chest.

“Would you rather I left you alone?”

I reach a hand out to grab his arm so he doesn’t leave, and I grab, uh, something else. The guttural sound that comes out of him at the contact sounds more animal than human.

“I, oh no, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to.” I snap my hand away, but part of me wants to make him make that noise again.

“It’s fine.”

It doesn’t sound fine. The grump sounds like he’s in pain, actual, physical pain.

“What can I do?” My hand jerks out again, but I pull it back before it comes into contact with anything.

“Make yourself come, Half-Pint. For both our sakes.” The strain in his voice sends me over the edge.

My fingers are almost at my clit when I stop dead. “I want the light on.” I don’t know that I do, but new Talia thinks it might be hotter if we can see each other. I want to see the strain in his face, not just hear it in his words. I want to see his body reacting to what I do with mine.

His face lights up when he picks up his phone and hits the screen. A low-level lighting comes on, not the harsh, bright lights we had earlier.

“You can control the lights from your phone?”

He winks at me, his face serious. “You can control a lot of things from your phone. We can talk more about that if we get to do number six. Fingers, pussy, now.”

I shimmy my pants down to my knees, but his hand covers mine.

“Repeat your safeword to me.”

I frown at him. “I just did.”

“Do it again.” Something about how his words implore me with a simple inflection.

“Unicorn.”

“Good.”

Another dart of pleasure shoots up my spine, softening my shoulders.

“You know you can stop at any time, right?”

I sink my teeth into my lip and nod, but his thumb unhooks it. “No nodding, speak up.”

“I do.”

“Good.”

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