Page 41 of My Revenant
“You’re my problem!” I grabbed fistfuls of his jacket, holding him to me.
“So let me go!”
“No!”
“You’re fucking infuriating. You don’t want me but you don’t want me to leave either? Which one is it? I can’t read your fucking mind.”
He was getting angry, and his rage called to mine in a way that felt familiar, dangerous, intoxicating. “Fuck. You.”
Dex’s hand grabbed a handful of my hair, and he used it to yank my head back harshly. Pain prickled over my scalp, and with it the sound of my thoughts quieted.Yes.
“Is this what you want, Rabbit? Want me to fight you?”
“No,” I gasped as he tugged harder.Yes.
“I think when you say no, you mean yes.”
“No.” My heart thrashed rapidly in my chest, the pressure in my gut building.Lower.
“Pick a different word.”
“What?”
“Pick a different word to mean no. A word you won’t use for anything else.”
Was this asshole really getting me to pick asafewordright now? Why did I want to? My mind raced, trying and failing to come up with something. He released the grip on my hair, letting me breathe, letting me think as my gaze cast down to his familiar black combat boots.
“Boots,” I whispered.
For a moment he was silent, and I’d never felt so stupid. My skin heated with embarrassment, and just as I was about to tell him to forget it and fuck off, he nodded.
“Fine.” I could hear the smirk in his voice, even though I refused to look at him. “Boots means no. Boots means stop. Okay?” he said, and I was silent long enough to realize he really wanted an answer to that. I jolted my head in a single quick nod.
“Nah, use your words, Rabbit. What means stop?”
God, I really was going to die of shame and embarrassment. I grunted as I tried to push him off me again, but he wouldn’t budge. I waited for him to get impatient and just do what he wanted, but he seemed intent on waiting me out as well. With an exasperated sigh, I caved first. “Boots means stop,” I grumbled.
“Good boy,” he smirked.
“Fuck you.”
“We’ll get to that. For now, I’m going to suck your dick.” I swallowed hard, and my next breath came out shaky. He looked so pleased with himself that I wanted to punch him. “Okay?”
I had the safeword. If I said it, everything would stop right now, and I realized with a bit of shock that I actually trusted him to stop if I said it. Boots means no. Boots means stop. We’d agreed to that. I could stop him right now with just that word. One little word… Why wasn’t I saying it?Boots means no, I repeated in my head. No means…yes.
“No,” I whispered.
He smirked, and dropped to his knees. My breath caught in my throat, and my pulse thundered in my ears as I looked down at him. I had no idea what my face was doing, but whatever it was, he seemed to like it. His pupils were blown wide in his icy eyes, darkened with lust as he devoured me with his gaze. Like a predator’s eyes, locked on its next meal.
Fingertips brushed under the hem of my cropped shirt, and I sucked in a sharp breath that probably should have been embarrassing, but I couldn’t really think clearly enough to be embarrassed when he was on his knees in front of me.
“Bite this,” he said, voice slightly gravelly, and the sound of it sent sparks ofsomethingtosomewherehe was dangerously close to. I wasn’t thinking straight at all as I let him stuff the fabric into my mouth, and I gripped it with my teeth. I hadn’t even noticed I’d done it until he grinned up at me wickedly and I could feel the way my face turned red. I still didn’t drop it. The shirt hadn’t even been in his way.
His hand took its time coming down from my mouth, over my chest… the skin twitched against the warmth of his fingers. How was he so warm? Over my ribs, my abs… They’d faded now that I wasn’t running and working out as regularly, but they were still there, and I felt the appreciation in his touch as it traveled lower still to the waistband of my jeans.Fuck.
I could stop him. I could spit out the shirt and say that word, and it would all stop. Instead, I let him open the button and pull the zipper down torturously slowly.
“Is this what you wanted, Rabbit? Wanted me to order you around? To put you in your place?”
