Page 190 of The Obedient Lie
Not just a nod.
Not just obedience.
Permission.
“Yes,” she whispered.
Her voice was fragile—but steady.
“Yes… I want this. I want you.”
Luca let out a breath like he’d been holding it for days.
She turned her head slightly, meeting his eyes first, then mine.
“Green means I’m okay,” she said softly. “Yellow means slow down.” She paused, swallowing hard. “Red means stop.”
I nodded, heart pounding. “That’s our girl.”
“We don’t take this lightly, baby,” I told her. “You’ve just given us something sacred.”
Luca leaned forward, brushing a kiss to her forehead.
“You sure?” I asked again, voice rough, thumb brushing the corner of her mouth. “You don’t have to, baby. Not yet.”
She didn’t know what she was doing to us.
I cupped her jaw. “Let us teach you.”
She nodded, breath caught.
“Open,” I said gently, thumb resting on her lower lip. “Wider, baby.”
She obeyed—nervous, but trusting—and I leaned in to kiss her first. Slow and soft, grounding her intouch.
“Good girl.”
Luca came forward then, kneeling beside me. “We’ll go slow. You just follow our hands, alright?”
She looked at us like we were gods she didn’t know how to worship yet.
And we were going to show her.
I shifted, letting her hands curl around my dick. She blinked, lips parting again. I guided her slowly, letting the head brush her lips.
“Start with a kiss,” I told her. “Like this?—”
I showed her by leaning down, kissing her jaw, then her throat.
She mirrored the motion—tentative but so damn eager—pressing a kiss to the tip, then another.
“That’s it,”I praised, breath catching. “Now lick—slow, baby. Flat tongue.”
Her first touch was shy. Warm. Soft.
She looked up—and I swear I saw somethingbreakinside Luca.
He reached out, gently brushing her hair behind her ear.
