Page 15 of Surviving in Everton

“Knowing Nate, I’m sure you had a similar talk when he stayed the night on Monday.” I stand there watching her, waiting for her to give me an answer. She’s quick to realize what I’m waiting for.

“Yes, Sir,” she whispers sensually. Damn, she’s a fecking natural.

“Such a good girl,” I praise her, and she preens at my approval. “Now, Nate and I are similar in many ways, but your rules with me will be different. When we are together, you will call me Sir, or Daddy. Do you understand?” I pause and wait for her answer. She has to have a clear understanding of what I’ll expect of her before we continue. I haven’t had sex in over seven years, let alone played with anyone, but it’s all coming back like it was just yesterday I was explaining these same rules to Jane.

“Yes, Sir. I understand.”

A chill runs down my spine at her words and all thoughts of Jane leave my head as this beautiful woman stares up at me, willingly baring her soul to me. I stand proud, honored by the gift she’s giving to me.

“I haven’t done this in years, Rowen, but it’s somethin’ that I need. I hope you’re okay with that,”

“Don’t be scared, Daddy,” she reassures me as she gets up, walking over to me. “I want to be what you need me to be. I want to give you what you need,” she insists.

I let out a small sigh. “You will,A Stor.” I place a gentle kiss on her forehead. “Come,” I command, leading her back to the bed.

I sit down and she kneels at my feet. She just sits there, on her knees, looking up at me with such open acceptance. She doesn’t question me, just stares at me expectantly. I love that she’s comfortable enough to do this, and waits for me to explain myself.

“You’re already doin’ so great,A Stor. Let’s go over what I’ll require of you so we can get to the fun part. When we’re together, you must obey me at all times. If you’re ever uncomfortable, you will say ‘yellow’. If you want to stop what we’re doin’ at any time, you say ‘red’. If you’re feelin’ good and wish to continue, you say green. These are your safe words. Youwilluse them if you need to. Do you understand?”

“What happens if I say yellow?”

“If you say yellow, we stop and discusswhyyou said it. Maybe you said it because you need a break. If you like how things are goin’, but want them to slow down, that would be when you say yellow. If you want to stop, you’re not havin’ fun, you’re hurt, whatever reason, you say red. We’ll immediately stop and move on to aftercare.”

“What’s aftercare?” She scrunches up her brows, tilting her head.

“Aftercare is where I take care of you after we play. Anythin’ to make you comfortable. It could be gettin’ you a drink and a snack, or it could be cuddlin’ and simply holdin’ you for a while.”

“That sounds like the best part. Well besides the orgasms of course,” she giggles.

“Speakin’ of, you will only come when I tell you to. If you come without permission, you will earn a punishment. That could be anythin’ from a spankin’ to bein’ denied an orgasm for a period of time. And don’t think you’ll be able to go around me and have one of the other guys give you one. They will all respect my discipline.”

She gasps in outrage at that. “You mean I can never have an orgasm without your permission?”

I chuckle and shake my head. “No,A Stor.I mean when you are withme,I control everythin’, includin’ when orifyou orgasm. When you’re not with me, whether you’re alone or with one of the guys, you do whatever you want. Or whatevertheywant,” I say with a smirk. “Do you understand everything so far?”

“Yes, I understand.” She’s chewing on her bottom lip and I know she’s dying to ask me, but she’s been so good just listening.

“Go on and ask, Rowe.”

She sighs in relief. “What doesA Stormean?”

“It means ‘my treasure’,” I tell her, and her face lights up. “You are, you know, my treasure. You’re my second chance at true love, and I will cherish you for as long as you let me,” I tell her adamantly.

She slowly rises from her knees, watching for me to rebuke her. When I don’t, she stands in front of me and cups my face in both of her hands. “I treasure you too, Declan,” she whispers before kissing me softly.

The kiss is slow and sweet, and I can feel her pouring her love for me into it. It’s just like that kiss with Jane on the Ferris wheel. We both get lost in it, feeling each other’s love and passing more and more of our own to the other as we connect with the missing piece of our souls. It’s intense, and I’ve experienced it before. Rowen is feeling all of this for the first time, and she doesn’t seem to want to stop.

She wraps her hands around my head, and I hold her close as I turn the kiss from slow and sweet to hot and fast. I devour her until she's a writhing, moaning mess in my arms. I finally pull back a little and bite her bottom lip.

“I love you, Rowen. So much it hurts.”

“I love you too, Declan. Just tell me the rest. You don’t have to be scared. I won’t reject you,” she tells me tenderly.

I take a deep breath and prepare myself to tell her what she’s sensed I’m scared to admit. “This isn’t a fun game for me, Rowen. I need the control. I need to take care of you. It goes beyond the normal boyfriend wanting to care for their girlfriend. I have to make sure you are safe, healthy, and happy. There are many ways for this to present itself, most of them are out of the bedroom…” I take another deep breath before I go on. “I want to be your Dom, Rowen. I don’t want to just control you in bed. Feck, I don’t want to control you out of bed. I just want to take care of you and I want you to know that you can rely on me. I don’t want you to have to worry about anythin’. Whether that’s what’s for dinner or who’s goin’ to take care of Violet if you get sick. I want to take care of you in little ways and big ways. Both in and out of the bedroom, but obviously more so out… since we spend more time there,” I tease her. “Is that somethin’ you think you could do?” My stomach knots as I wait for her to answer this important question.

“As long as I don’t have to call you Sir or Daddy in front of Violet, I’m perfectly okay with that,” she tells me, smiling.

God, could this woman beany more perfect for me? I’m so relieved she agreed to give this a shot, that she understands how important it is to me. I lean forward and claim her mouth with a searing kiss. Her lips are swollen from our last kiss and I can still taste the pizza and orange soda she had for dinner. I can’t believe in just three weeks, this woman has embedded herself so deep into my heart. My cock throbs in my pants, begging to be let free. Ineedto lay my claim on her before I go completely insane, so I drag myself away from her addictive kiss.

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