Chapter Eighteen
Rose
My eyes follow every movement of Jayce’s hand as he begins to undo his belt. Suddenly, he stops, his eyes on me, and a smirk rises on his lip.
You do it, pretty eyes.”
“Me?” I whisper my question nervously. I’ve never undressed a man. The guy I lost my virginity to undressed himself while I did the same.
“Yes. Undo my belt, button, and zipper.”
I swallow hard and nod. I reach my shaky hands towards his belt, and when I do, I accidentally brush my hand over his excitement, Jayce groans, and his hips jerk. I feel my face heat. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be. I don’t mind. It’s all because of you anyway.”
I still can’t get my head around the idea of making him hard. I start with his belt, trying to keep my hands steady and finally manage to undo it.
“Take it all the way off and set it on the bed,” he insists.
I do what I’m told because, apparently, that is a thing now: I do what Jayce tells me.
He leans forward, one hand resting on each side of me on the bed. His face is only mere inches from mine. I squeeze my thighs together, turned on by the closeness.
“Do you know what else I use that belt for?” His voice is low and seductive as he talks. I shake my head.
“It can be used as two other things. One is to bind someone’s wrists together, and the other, depending on the person, is to spank someone’s ass with it.” He sounds excited by the idea.
“P–people like to get spanked with a b–belt. Isn’t that pain–ful?” I stammer.
“It can be, yes, but sometimes it is what someone wants or deserves for not doing what they’re told.”
“And it turns some people on?”
I can’t imagine a belt across my bare butt; the idea is enough to make me shudder.
“Yes, it does. It turns me on doing it, but rules and boundaries must be set before those things happen.” Jayce’s breathing seems more erratic now as we discuss it, talking about it is enough to
turn him on.
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“And what if it is discussed, but then the person changes their mind?” I can’t help but ask questions because my curiosity has gotten the better of me.
“We use a safe word. Do you know what that is, pretty eyes?” he questions, tucking my hair behind
my car.
I gasp at the contact. “Safe word?”
“Yes, a chosen word between a Dom and their sub for if things get too much. You have a lot to learn, beautiful Rose.” He smiles and kisses me softly.
I moan into the kiss and fist the bedding below me. After only a moment, Jayce pulls back from the kiss. “Shall we continue?”
I have no idea where this is going! But I am damn anxious to find out. I fight with the button, but I manage. It just takes a moment, and then I take the zipper down.
“Fuck, that feels good. Things were getting a little tight and uncomfortable.” He chuckles.
I stare up at him because I don’t know what he wants me to do next. Do I have to take them down? Touch him? I want to touch him badly, but I am unsure if I should.
“W–w–what do I have to do next?” I feel a little pathetic, and I’m sure he probably believes the same thing in his head.
“Push them down.” He smiles.
I hook my fingers around the top of his jeans and tug them down, and they fall in a puddle around. his ankles. His large, hard member is at my eye level, covered by only a pair of black Calvin Kline boxer briefs. Oh my God, he looks so big. How can any woman fit that thing in her mouth or any other hole for that matter?.It must be painful.
Before I can stop myself, I extend my hand and run my fingers over the V shape that leads to what
he has under his boxers. A deep, throaty growl comes from his lips. Does he like that? I look up to
see his head back, and his eyes closed. I think that means yes.
“Sinn” He groans and steps back from m
Or maybe he doesn’t. “Sorry. You didn’t like me touching you?”
“What? No. It wasn’t that at all, I love you touching me, and he would agree.” He chuckles and
Points to his excitement.
I snicker. “Then why did you pull away?”
“Because I don’t think it is fair I am the only one half–naked.”
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He crosses his arms over his chest, and a firm stare lands on me.
“Y–y–you want me to strip down?” 1 blush.
“Yes. Only if you want to,” he says softly.
I don’t know why the idea makes me nervous. He has seen my most intimate parts; Christ, his tongue
and fingers have been inside me. I take a deep breath and reach for the bottom of my dress. Jayce watches me with anticipation. I bring it over my head and toss it aside, leaving me in my black lace bra.
Jayce licks his lips as his eyes study me. “Mum, nice bra and matching panties, angel,” he rasps and brushes his fingers over the material of my panties.
I moan loudly, and my hips thrust under his touch. His hand moves to my hip, and he pulls me to him, our bodies clashing.
His dark eyes meet mine. “Are you wet?”
I take his hand in mine and slide it into my panties. There is a look of shock on his face and
excitement in his eyes.
“Does that answer your question?” I am drenched. Jayce dances his fingers over my folds and up to my clit.
“Fuck, yes.”
Jayce pounces at me like a damn wild animal, dominating my lips with his before walking me back toward the bed and pushing me down on it. I squeal because I wasn’t expecting it, which makes him
chuckle.
wander I rest on my elbows, curious what his next move will be. I also take the chance to let my eyes over his perfect body and down to the hardness in his boxers. I lick my lips and finally meet his eyes.
Enjoying the view, pretty eyes?”
I nod eagerly, and Jayce climbs onto the bed. He pushes my legs open, kneeling between them. He runs his hands up my legs to my thighs. I close my eyes and whimper, losing my balance and falling flat on my back against the bed.
“Eyes on me, Rose,” he demands.
I open my eyes to meet his again.
“Good girl.” He dips his head down, kissing my inner thighs. I cry out and arch up from the bed. His lips move up to my panties. “Fuck, I can smell your arousal.”
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I can only whimper in response. He grips my panties and rips them from my body, throwing them ont the floor. “You couldn’t have just taken them off? They were one of my favourites I am protesting it, yes, but there was something sexy about it, but I won’t tell him.
Jayce chuckles against my clit, the vibration causes pleasure to rip through me. He stares up at me. “It is more fun ripping them oll. For future reference if you come to see me, there is no point in wearing panties,”
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