Page 159 of There's No Us Without You
FORTY-FOUR
Will
Eden knockson my bedroom door about half an hour after I left her with my iPad. “I’m ready,” she says, searching my face. “I want you to show me.”
Well, that was quick. Although I had hoped she’d come begging, I doubted she’d be ready so soon.
Once the research starts, some back away real slow, some run as fast as they can, and others—like Eden here—dive straight in headfirst.
I take a seat on the edge of my bed and lean forward, pressing my elbows into my thighs and linking my hands together. “You have your safe words?”
Eden takes a tentative step into my room. “Yes.”
I’m hard just thinking about what I’m going to do to her.
That skin of hers is so pale, the marks I’ll leave will be there for days.
Then she really will be mine.
“What are they?”
Silence fills the room while Eden chews on the inside of her cheek, shuffling from foot to foot.
I get she’s nervous, but I need words.
Sighing, I sit up straighter. “You need to tell me, Sunshine. Or this can’t happen.”
“Okay,” she says finally. “Promise you won’t laugh?”
“You have my word.”
While smoothing down the front of her shirt, Eden takes a deep breath and lifts her eyes to mine. “Broccoli for when I want more, pumpkin for when I need you to slow down, and tomato for when I need you to stop.” She shrugs. “I figured I’d use foods that resemble the traffic light system.”
Well . . . fuck. Clever girl.
I’m also not surprised she’s chosen food items as her safe words. Food is her safe place, after all.
“You’ve done your research,” I say, standing, pride now expanding in my chest. “Now take your clothes off, and kneel, palms on your thighs, head down. Understand?”
Normally, I wouldn’t jump in so quickly, but fuck if I don’t want to drive my cock inside that sweet cunt of hers. I’ll take it slow, obviously—ease her into it.
Eden nods her head vigorously, her hands now twisted in front of her.
I raise my eyebrows in silent question to my previous one and wait for Eden to catch on.
“Oh, sorry,” she says, a nervous laugh escaping her. “I understand.”
“Clothes off. Now.”
With shaky hands, Eden pulls her shirt over her head and shoves her black leggings down her thighs, before kicking the items to the side. When she goes to lower herself onto her knees, I shake my head and tut at her.
My body ignites with the usual need to punish someone’s disobedience, my palms twitching by my sides. However, I let it slide this time, instead opting for a gentle reminder.
“Underwear off too.” No need to frighten the girl on her first experience.
Eden opens her mouth, then slams it shut again before slowly unhooking her bra. Head lowered, she’s unable to look at me as the straps slip down off her shoulders, freeing her full breasts, and sending my heart raging in my chest.
Fuck, she’s going to be the death of me.
