Falling In (The Surrender Trilogy 1)

Later that night as they went to bed, Evelyn was in rare form. She huffed and batted at the covers and tossed and turned. Finally, he pulled her close and held her. “What’s the matter, Evelyn?”

“You turned me into a sex addict!” She accused and he laughed. He cupped her breast and massaged her gently. “Don’t.”

Reflexively, his fingers pinched on her nipple, a fast reprimand. “Excuse me?”

“Lucian,” she huffed, turning to face him. “Nothing can come of that, so don’t torture us.”

Drawing in a deep breath, his gaze smoldering into hers with challenge, he whispered, “Evelyn, if I want to fuck you, I will.” Before she could argue, he added, “I’m respecting your need for space right now. Tell me no again, and I’ll do as I please.”

Her lip trembled and he could read the challenge in her eyes. She whispered, “No, you won’t.”

She gasped and Lucian had her pinned beneath him the second she mistook his promise for a bluff. His finger pressed through her cotton pants and zeroed in on the tight ring of her ass. “Try me, Evelyn. There are plenty of ways for me to fuck you. I could put my cock in this tight little ass of yours or I could fuck your mouth.”

She panted. She was excited and sexually frustrated, but he also noted a bit of reluctance and fear in her eyes. Not of him, but of the unknown.

“Is that what you want?” he asked smoothly, applying a bit of pressure to her bottom.

Her excitement was building. She was getting aroused.

“I don’t think you’re ready to take me here, but perhaps you’re ready to take me orally. How does the thought of my cock in your mouth make you feel, because it makes me damn hard imagining those pretty lips of yours stretching wide to accommodate me.”

Her breath hitched and he removed his hand from her ass and pinched her nipples pressing through the thin fabric of her cotton tank top.

“I could also fuck these pretty tits.” He ground his erection into her. “As a matter of fact, all this challenging talk has made me decide I will fuck you. I’ll be gracious and let you choose where.”

Her pupils dilated and a needy moan left her lips as he ground himself into her again. “I want you in my mouth,” she whispered, and he smiled slowly at her acquiescence to his authority over her body.

“Very good, Evelyn. Remove your shirt so I can look at you.”

She nodded and pulled her shirt off.

“I want you to enjoy giving me pleasure as much as I enjoy giving it to you.” Lucian gently held her chin and ran his finger under her full lip. “You okay with this, Evelyn?” He gave her an opportunity to voice any concerns. “I want you to know you can always tell me when something makes you uncomfortable. I expect you to confess all of your concerns to me.”

“I’m okay. I want to do this to you. I’m excited.”

Pride welled up inside of him, plumping his cock another inch. “Good girl. You make me very happy.”

He eased her into a sitting position and then helped her off the bed.

“I want you on your knees. It’ll be easier than having me over you.”

Lucian dropped a plush pillow onto the floor, and she lowered gracefully to the ground. He looked into her upturned face and said, “I never want you to tolerate or do anything you aren’t comfortable with. When we do things and you’re in a position that doesn’t allow you to speak, you still need to communicate with me.

“If I ask you if everything’s okay, I expect you to answer me, vocally or otherwise. When you can’t vocalize, this will be our sign for okay.” He formed a V with his index and middle finger, mimicking a peace sign.

“If you need a time out, you’ll cross your fingers like this, which is sign language for the letter T. T for time. If you want whatever’s happening to stop altogether, you’ll use the universal signal for stop by splaying all five fingers wide. Do you understand?”

“Why can’t I just pull away?”

“That won’t always be an option.”

She drew a deep breath and shivered.

“Are you still okay with my conditions?”

“Yes.”

“Do they frighten you? Be honest.”

A deep pink flush climbed from her breasts to her ears. “No. It excites me. Does that make me a deviant?”

“No, it makes your lover one.” He laughed and in a more serious voice said, “Evelyn, so long as it’s safe, sane, and consensual we aren’t doing anything wrong. There’s no shame here. Okay?”

She nodded.

“Good. And when I do this,” he gently tapped her throat twice with two fingers. “That’s your signal that I’m going to come so that you can prepare.” They ran through each signal a few times until he was sure she understood.