Page 31 of Wicked Devotion

“Like what?” Her nerves started to rise again.

“I want your heart, your body, and your soul.”

“That scares me,” she told him.

He looked shocked. “Why?”

“When you talk like that, and sometimes you’ve said you own me, it makes me feel like an object and not a person.”

“I don’t mean it in a negative way,” he said.

“Couldn’t you say something else?”

His brows snapped together. “Like what?”

“That you care for me, or you cherish me. Something like that.”

“Baby, I’m sorry if you took it the wrong way. As a Dom, I may say things you don’t understand, but please know that everything I say and do is for your benefit. It doesn’t matter what we call it. I will try my best to say things differently, but to me, it means the same thing. I love you.”

Her mouth dropped open in shock. “You love me?”

His mouth tipped up on one side. “Yes, and I have to say it’s not the most comfortable feeling I’ve ever had.”

A smile grew over her face. “I feel the same way. That’s why the thought of another woman’s hands on you makes me crazy.”

He tipped his head forward. “I understand. If I saw a man’s hands on you, I’d probably kill him.” He grinned. “Unless I gave him permission to, of course.”

“I don’t know how I feel about that,” she told him.

“It’s one of those times I’m going to ask you to trust me. I would never put you into a situation that scares or hurts you, and I certainly don’t want ever to embarrass you, Baby. But I will push your limits when I feel you’re ready.”

She still didn’t know how she felt about it. Maybe if she knew how it felt to have him in her ass, she’d feel better and more secure.

Faith shifted toward him. “Can you … I’d like to…”

Rafael grinned. “Spit it out.”

“I want to know what it feels like to have you in my…ass.”

She could tell she had surprised him and was pleased with herself. She decided to try to shake him up frequently so he wouldn’t get bored with her.

Faith decided to give everything she had and hold nothing back and see how deep their relationship went.

Chapter Fourteen

What the fuck did she just say? God. To have her want him in the most intimate way was mind-blowing and almost made him come.

“I want all of you,” he murmured.

“What does that mean?” she asked.

“I want your mouth, cunt, and ass. I want to possess every part of you.”

She looked uncertain but nodded.

“If at any time you need to stop and talk, say ‘yellow.’”

“Why yellow?”

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