Page 99 of Tangled Hearts
“I like when you touch me,” Eli whimpers, his voice soft and almost a little whiny.
“That’s good, considering how much I love touching you. My little doll. Mine to touch. And mine to please. Mine to play with, isn’t that right?”
Eli drags in a shaky breath. “Yeah. Yes. Yours. I’m all yours. Will you fuck me? Please? I need it. Need you. Please, please.”
“Aww. You don’t have to beg, baby. I’ll always give you what you want.”
Eli lets out a noise that’s close to a sob, but then he nods. “I know.”
I can’t help but smile at that. “I’m gonna open you up some, doll. Get your sweet little hole ready for me, yes?”
He pushes his hips back, a groan echoing from his throat. I spread his cheeks apart and stare down at his hole. “So pretty, baby.”
“Shut up. It’s not pretty.”
I lean forward and spit on his hole, letting my saliva run down toward his balls before brushing my thumb over it. “You’re wrong. It’svery pretty. I can’t wait to bury myself inside you, doll. Do you want to use a condom?”
Eli moans, rocking his hips like he’s trying to fuck the air. “No. I want your cum in me all night. I want to give my speech with you inside me.”
My cock jerks hard. Oh fuck. I suddenly want that exact same fucking thing. Never in my life have I been so thankful we got tested. “Perfect,” I coo. “My little doll, stuffed with my cum and walking around in a room full of people. I quite like the idea of that.”
“Now, please? Do it now?”
As badly as I want to, I really need to get him ready first. I’ve never rimmed him before, and I’m fucking dying for it. I want him writhing on my tongue, losing his fucking mind. I bury my face between his ass cheeks, swiping my tongue over his hole. He stiffens, likely not prepared for me to do this to him.
I swipe my tongue again, lapping against his hole. It softens almost immediately, so I stiffen my tongue and push the tip into his body. He makes a choked little sound and then stops my heart. “Apple fucking pie.”
I’m off him in a heartbeat, rolling him to his back and staring down at him. “What happened, baby? What’s wrong?”
His eyes blow wide. “You licked my fucking asshole. What do you mean, what’s wrong?”
I open and close my mouth a few times, trying to get my brain to function. “I—” I’m not really sure what to say. “I’m sorry. I should have asked first.”
He blinks at me for a second. “I don’t like that.”
My heart sinks. Fuck. “I’m so sorry, Eli. I’ll never do anything like that without asking first, I promise.”
“But…” He frowns, his eyes going a little glassy. “I don’t want you to ask before every little thing. I thought I was yours. I thought you were going to take control.”
“I was. I am. I did,” I stutter out, trying to get my head on right. I don’t think I was prepared for how it would feel to have him safe word on me.
“But that’s the point of the safe word, right? To stop if I don’t like something?”
“Of course,” I say quickly, nodding too, just to make sure my point comes across.
“Then…” He blows out a breath. “Then I don’t want you toaskme. I told you. I want you to take charge. You gave me a word that means no. I used it. I don’t want things to change.” He pouts at me. “I just want you to do whatever you want. And I can say stop. Just like I did.”
“That’s a fair point,” I murmur, brushing his inky hair off his forehead. “That’s exactly what the safe word is for. You did so well.”
He beams at me. Absolutely fucking beams. My heart soars. “Okay. Good.”
“Are you okay?” I ask again. “Do you want to stop?”
He shakes his head. “I’m fine, and no. Do you want to stop? Does safe wording mean we have to stop?” There’s a new panic in his voice, like he’s worried he messed up.
“Of course not. Not if you don’t want it to. Did you just not like it, or did I do something that hurt you or upset you?” Is there sexual trauma there I didn’t know about? Did I miss something?
“No. It’s just…” His cheeks turn a bright red, his eyes darting away. “You licked my asshole.” Then he giggles, covering his face with his hands.
