Page 46 of Devilish

“You liked that, did you? Tell me what else you enjoyed.” Without warning, he caught my finger between his teeth, and then sucked it into his mouth. His tongue swirled around it, and I could feel the sensation all the way through my body, remembering how talented his mouth was at pleasuring.

Jesus.What had he asked again?

He released my finger with a pop and grinned. “You’re a fan of my tongue?”

I nodded, still mesmerized by his mouth.

“I want to hear you say it.”

Of course he did. He knew just how to push me out of my comfort zone while still making me feel safe.

“Your tongue is”—I swallowed and met his eyes—“incredible. But then, so is everything else about you.”

Lucien smiled and cocked his head to the side. “Did you enjoy what we did last night?Allof it?”

The fact that he was asking me that like I hadn’t come all over him was laughable, but his dark eyes were telling me he was serious. He really wanted to know.

I sat up and faced him head-on so he believed me when I gave him my honest answer. The sheets fell down to my hips, but the way Lucien looked at me didn’t make me feel self-conscious. Just the opposite—it made me feel attractive. Wanted.

“Lucien, I…” Still didn’t have the words, but I tried to find them anyway. “I don’t think there’s anything we could do that I wouldn’t enjoy.”

He was right about one thing: I was definitely tactile, because I found myself lacing my fingers through his where they lay on his chest, needing that touch to make me brave.

“So to answer your question,” I continued, “yes. Last night was incredible, but—” I hesitated, not knowing how to put the rest of what I’d been thinking into words.

“But what?” When I didn’t answer, Lucien moved our joined hands up to his lips to press a kiss to my knuckles. “This only works as long as we’re honest with each other.”

“It’s just…you didn’t let me do anything for you.”

“Because last night was about you. You gave yourself to me, and that’s everything.”

“I guess. I just thought with you it would be a little different.”

Lucien laughed, his head falling back against the pillow. “Are you disappointed?”

“No,” I said, realizing how that had come out wrong. “No, that’s not what I mean. It’s just…”

He raised a brow, clearly amused.

“You own sex clubs, and you ask about safe words, and there’s all those sexual things around your house, like your swing. I thought you’d want to give out orders and…well, get something in return.”

“I see.”

“I swear I’m not disappointed, not at all, I just thought you were into that sort of thing.”

“I am,” he said, and shifted us both on the mattress so we faced each other. “But I’ll never pressure you into anything you’re not ready for or interested in. You haven’t experienced BDSM in a relationship and all that it entails. It can be intense, but it can also bring pleasure to both partners in ways you can only experience with true trust.”

“You tied my hands… Is that part of it?”

“It’s a little light bondage, yes. Blindfolds and role playing would be other examples.” He paused and watched my reaction. “How does that make you feel?”

“I think…I would try that.” I was being honest when I’d said I couldn’t imagine anything with Lucien being something Iwouldn’tenjoy. “What other kinds of things do you like?”

He ran his hand along my hip. “I’m a dominant. I enjoy having a submissive partner. That means something different to everyone. For me, I enjoy looking after, nurturing, and exploring my sub’s desires, both in a sexual relationship as well as outside the bedroom. Their pleasure is what fulfills and arouses me.”

That didn’t sound scary. The night I went to The Veil with Rupert, I’d been wary of what he wanted to do. Rupert was someone who always had to be in control, who was always barking orders at someone to get what he wanted. But Lucien was a dominant, and he and Rupert were like night and day.

“You look curious,” he said.

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