Safe Word

by Mummert, Teresa

“Let go of me!” she yelled as her hand flew up and connected with the side of my face. I was in shock and it took a moment before I realized what had just happened.

  “You’re going to pay for that one.” I grabbed her wrist and spun her around so her back was against my chest. I pulled her arm up between us, bending it at the elbow until she was on tiptoe.

  “Oww! Let go of me, you fucking asshole!”

  “Give me your other arm.” I raised her wrist slightly higher. “Now.”

  She complied and I relaxed my grip so she could lower herself back onto the flats of her feet.

  “I’m in fucking charge here. You do what I say when I say it or I will make this little time we have together a fucking nightmare,” I spoke into her ear quietly so she knew I meant every word I was saying.

  “I thought you loved me.”

  “If you understand, now is the time to let me know.” I couldn’t respond to her question of love. How could she ever think that what I had felt for her Hadn’t been real? I existed for her.

  She nodded and I released her arms, causing her to tumble onto the couch in front of her.

  “Should we try this again?”

  Lightening flashed and I could see the anger and hurt in her chocolate eyes.

  “Get up.”

  Rose didn’t hesitate as she pushed to her feet and tugged on her T-shirt.

  “Let’s go.” I turned toward the bedrooms. “You can sleep with me tonight.”

  Chapter Nine

  Won’t Say It Twice

  I waited for Rose to slink into the bedroom before I slammed the door closed, causing her to jump. She thought she had won by not having to sleep in her room. She underestimated me. I’ve comforted her on more than one occasion while she was scared to sleep, slipping in her window and stroking her hair until her breathing evened out. I’ve never been right since. Every cloudy day that’s passed since she disappeared has been pure fucking torture.

  Thunder cracked, louder this time, as the storm grew closer. Rose sat on the edge of the bed facing me. I undid my jeans and pushed them lower on my hips, placing my gun on the dresser.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Getting ready for bed.”

  “Why are you taking your pants off?”

  “I sleep naked, sweetheart. It’s too hot to be wearing clothes to bed.”

  “I’ll take my chances at dying of a heat stroke,” she mumbled as she lay back on my pillow. Her T-shirt inched up as she put her arm under her head, revealing a tiny sliver of her toned stomach.

  “Suit yourself.” I shoved my jeans down and my cock sprang free, hard and throbbing from seeing her laid out on my bed.

  Her eyes widened and I couldn’t help myself. I wrapped my hand around my dick and slowly stroked it. I wasn’t shy and had nothing to be ashamed of. The only complaint I’ve ever had in the bedroom was being too large.

  “You sure you don’t want to rethink your sleeping attire?”

  She rolled her eyes and turned her gaze to the window on the opposite side of the room. I walked toward her, then placed a hand over her and my knee between her legs.

  “What are you doing?” Her hands hit my chest to push me away, but I didn’t budge.

  “This is my side of the bed.” I continued to crawl over her to the other side, letting my body fall hard on the mattress. I pulled my sheet up to my waist, but it did little to conceal my hard-on.

  Lightening lit up the room and thunder cracked as I ran my hand over my stomach, thinking of how all of the crazy shit that had happened lately had brought me back to Rose.

  “Thank you,” she whispered as she rolled to face me and another flash lit up her face.

  “If you want to show me how thankful you are…there are ways.”

  “Why do you hate me so much?”

  I reached for her hand and was surprised not to be met with resistance. I kept my eyes on hers as I lowered it to the sheet and placed it on my cock. “Does that feel like hate to you?”

  “Cole…I don’t want to.” She began to pull back so I placed my hand over hers and began slowly moving it up and down my shaft. The sheet slid back and forth over my head sending shots of pleasure rippling up through my stomach.

  “I think you do, Rose. I think you like it when I take control.”

  “No one likes to be powerless.”

  “You have more power over me than you realize.” I pushed the sheet down and placed her hand directly on my dick, wrapping her warm fingers around it. “Is it less dirty when you don’t have to call the shots, sweetheart?” She didn’t respond, but she didn’t withdraw. “We are perfect for each other then. I don’t know how to let go of the control.”

  I could see worry cross her face as she was overthinking it.

  “Stroke me.” She stared at me as if she didn’t understand what I had said. “Now.” I reached over my body with my left arm and placed it on the side of her neck, pulling her face closer to mine. “I told you to do something, darlin’.” My thumb traced her jaw. “I won’t say it twice.”

  She sucked in a ragged breath and her teeth dug into her lip as she slowly moved her hand up and down. I pulled her closer and kissed her until she let her lip fall free. I sucked it into my mouth, running my tongue over it. She sighed and her hand began to move faster and her grip tightened.

  “Good girl.” I let my head fall back onto the pillow. I’ve had a lot of girls come in and out of this apartment, and I have never once taken advantage of any of them. If Rose hadn’t wanted to be in my bed, believe me, she wouldn’t have been. But I still felt a twinge of guilt for what we were doing. I wasn’t being completely truthful with her, and I was damn certain she was hiding something important from me. I also wasn’t sure where she and I would stand when this was over…if we survived it. None of it mattered. I wouldn’t be getting my heart broken again, and if Rose did…well Rose had it coming for a long time.

  Her thumb slipped over the tip of my dick, sliding easily over the sensitive skin from the drop of pre-come.

  “Is this good?”

  “So fucking good.”

  She smiled and it took all of my control not to pin her down and fuck that pretty little mouth of hers. I wanted her, every part of her, but we weren’t at that point yet. I would take my time. I didn’t have a say in when we saw each other or who knew about us when we were teenagers, but now I had the power and I had every intention of keeping it.

  “Kiss me again.”

  “You don’t get to tell me what to do. That’s the point.”

  “You’re so mean.”

  I glanced over at her as her movements stilled and she narrowed her eyes. I grabbed her hand from my cock and flipped over on top of her, pinning it beside her head. I lowered myself onto her, pushing my dick against her. I groaned at how good it felt and I had to take a deep breath before I could speak.

  “When I want to kiss you, I’ll fucking kiss you.” My lips brushed against hers as I spoke. “And when I want to fuck you.” I ground my hips into hers and she let out a soft moan. “I will.” I slid against her again and her hips pushed back against mine. “But not before you beg me to.”

  I reluctantly raised myself off her body and lay back beside her.

  “Now finish what you started or I’ll show you how mean I can be.” My eyes drifted down her body. “I do like that tight little ass of yours.”

  “You wouldn’t.”

  I raised my eyebrow as I laughed.

  “You should know better by now.”

  Her slender fingers wrapped around the base of my cock and she slowly began stroking me again, twisting her wrist with each rise of her hand.

  “Fuck,” I groaned as her breath blew against my ear. It was coming out as ragged as mine. She was getting hot by getting me off and it was such a fucking turn on.

  “Is that good?”

  “That’s fucking perfect.” The praise seemed to spark something inside of her because she began sliding her thumb over the sensitive spot
under my head and my balls began to tighten. “You’re going to make me come, sweetheart.”

  Thunder boomed, scaring her and causing her grip to tighten around me. I was ready to fucking explode. I grabbed her hand and increased her pace as I turned my head to look her in the eye. Her face was flushed, eyes hooded as her tongue darted out and ran over her upper lip.

  “Are you wet for me, darlin’?” I let go of her hand and slid my fingers into the waistband of her sweatpants. Her silky smooth skin was damp and ready for me, but I wasn’t going to fuck her. Not yet. I rubbed the pad of my finger over her clit and her mouth fell open as her eyes closed. “Look at me.” I slipped my finger lower, dipping inside of her entrance. Her eyes fluttered open as I pulled back out, rubbing over her mound.

  “Oh, God. Please…”

  I leaned in, running my tongue over the shell of her ear. “I love to hear you beg.” I grazed the lobe of her ear with my teeth and she shuddered.

  “Please.”

  “Please what? Tell me what you want me to do to you.” My lips travelled down her neck as my fingers slid inside her slit. Her hips pushed down on my hand as she ran her palm over the head of my cock.

  “You want me to fuck you with my hand?” I moved my lips along her cheek until they hovered over hers.

  “Yes,” she panted. “Please…”

  I cocked my head to the side, keeping my mouth just out of reach of hers. “Say it.”

  “Please fuck me with your fingers. Please…”

  I slipped my middle finger inside of her, growling as she tightened her hand around my cock.

  “You’re so fucking tight, sweetheart.”

  I pressed my palm against her clit as her hips began to roll and she rode my hand. I slipped another finger inside of her causing her to whimper but she didn’t slow. “Cole…”

  “Fuck.” I pushed my mouth hard against hers as her pussy began to pulse around my fingers. I slid my tongue into her eager mouth. She mirrored my actions, kissing me with equal passion, as she unraveled in my hands. I could feel myself go over the edge as my body stiffened and I came hard in her hand.

  I pressed my forehead against hers as we both struggled to right our breathing.

  “Kiss me again, please…” I wanted to tell her no, but those big fucking chocolate eyes were hard to refuse. I pulled my hand from her pants and ran the tip of my middle finger over her lower lip, followed by my tongue, letting her taste her own juices on her lips before slipping farther inside. I pressed my hand into the small of her back and bowed her body against mine, causing my cock to twitch again.

  “That was a hell of a thank you, darling’. Get some sleep. I have a lot to do tomorrow.” I kept my arm locked around her. I couldn’t risk her trying to run.

  Thunder rumbled in the distance but the worst of the storm had passed. Rose rolled over in my arms and pressed her ass against me.

  “Even with everything…I’m glad I found you,” she said before sighing and adjusting her head on her pillow.

  I lay awake for the next hour or so listening to her steady, quiet breathing. I had kidnapped her and put her life in danger and she was still content in my arms. Touching her was becoming addicting, and I knew I needed to put some rules in place if I was going to let it continue. As if I had a choice.

  “You can’t be here! They are still awake.” Rose was completely panicked that I was here, but she still backed up from her bedroom window to allow me to enter.

  “I needed to see you. The weekends are too fucking long.” I shoved my hood off my head and ran my hand through my messy hair.

  “I know, but if they find us.”

  “They won’t find us.” I put my hands on her hips, squeezing lightly. “Just let me be with you. I can’t think straight when I don’t know if you’re okay.”

  “Did something happen?” she asked, her eyes full of concern. I stroked her hair, tucking it behind her ear. Even in my darkest moments, Rose could make me smile.

  “You don’t need to worry about me, sweetheart.” I pressed my lips against her forehead as I thought of the fight I had gotten into with my father. He was completely wasted and going after my mother again. I stepped between them, taking the brunt of his blow before reciprocating. His head bounced off the wall before his limp body hit the floor. My mother lost it, screaming that I had killed him. She could only be so lucky.

  “Of course I worry about you, Cole. I love you.”

  I pulled back to look in her eyes, certain I had just imagined her words.

  “You love me?”

  Rose nodded, chewing on her lower lip.

  “I love you so much.” I tilted my head and pushed my lips against hers. Her hands quickly found their way to the back of my neck, fisting in my hair as I pressed my tongue against hers. I walked her backward toward her bed, holding her around the waist as the back of her knees bumped into her mattress.

  I lowered her to the bed, lying over her as I continued to kiss her.

  “I’m not ready.” Her breathless response put a halt to our activity and I rolled beside her, pulling her into my side.

  “I’m not going anywhere, Rose. I can wait. How about we make a few rules?”

  “Rules?” Her eyebrow rose as she snuggled deeper into my side, her leg pulled over my stomach.

  I rolled to my side to face her, keeping her leg up over my hip.

  “Sure. Like I can do this.” I kissed her again as her hand trailed over my side.

  “I like that.” She giggled quietly.

  I shook the memory from my head as I tightened my arms around Rose’s waist and forced myself to get some sleep.

  Chapter Ten

  Love It When You Beg

  I awoke still clinging to Rose with my hard cock pressed against her perfect fucking ass. I pulled down the back of her sweatpants and underwear, slipping my hand between her thighs from behind. I couldn’t fucking help myself; I was booking a first class flight to hell, but at least I would enjoy the trip.

  “Mmm…” she moaned as I slipped my finger between her folds and rubbed her clit.

  “You want me to make you come, sweetheart?” I placed my head over hers as I whispered into her ear, knowing that always turned her on, while grinding against her ass.

  “Yes,” she replied quietly. I smiled as I slid my fingers back and forth as she became slick.

  “If we are going to do this” — I paused as her hips began to move against my fingers, rubbing her ass harder against my cock — “we need to set some ground rules.” I stuck my dick between her legs so she could rub her tight little pussy against my hard-on. She squeezed her thighs around me as she moved. “Fuck, babe…” I reached over her hip and began to rub her clit from the front.

  “Anything…”

  I growled deep in my throat as she confirmed she was willing to give herself over to me, even if only for pleasure.

  “I’m not going to fuck you,” I groaned against her neck as she made the sexiest little whimpering sound. “Not yet.” My voice was hoarse as I tried desperately not to give in to my carnal needs and take her right then. I couldn’t let my heart get in control. This was strictly fantasy, and as long as I had her sweet little pussy in my hand, I was going to have fun with it.

  “Please…”

  “You have no idea how much I love it when you beg, darlin’.” I pulled back from her, my dick throbbing. “Roll onto your back.”

  She didn’t hesitate to flip over, her pants still around her knees and her perfect smooth pussy exposed. I grabbed my cock and squeezed, the simplest touch sending pleasure pulsing through me.

  “In here we are not Cole and Rose. We’re Colt and Lily. We don’t have a past, we just have this.” I glanced down at my cock as I slowly moved my hand up my shaft, wet from her excitement. “You can pretend none of this ever happened when you leave, or pretend you had no choice. I don’t give a fuck what you have to tell yourself to sleep at night. For the next two weeks you belong to me.”

  She moved
her hips and I knew she was missing my touch. I smirked as I reached lower, grabbing my balls that ached for me to get off.

  “Take your pants off.” I stepped onto the floor at the end of the bed and I watched her raise her hips, giving me the perfect view, before she slid her pants over her feet and kicked them to the floor. “Now the shirt.” My hand slid over the tip of my dick as I watched her bite down on her lip and pull her shirt over her head. Her fucking tits were beautiful, just the right size to fit in my hand, with light-pink nipples that pebbled when I ran my tongue over them.

  She lay back on my pillow, her long brown hair splayed out over it, as she waited for further instruction.

  I climbed onto the bed, pushing her thighs apart as I lowered my face to her mound. I inhaled the sweet scent of her, enjoying the fact that I was the one that made her so wet, before blowing my breath out slowly over her clit as a shiver rolled through her body.

  I ran my tongue between her lips and sucked her clit into my mouth. Her back bowed off the bed and I slid my hand up her stomach and pushed her back against the sheets.

  “You can’t come yet. You haven’t earned it. Show me how you touch yourself, sweetheart. Show me what you do to yourself when you think about me fucking you.”

  Her hand snaked over her stomach before she rubbed her palm over herself. I stroked my dick in time with her movements. I admired the view for a moment before crawling beside her and positioning myself on my knees, next to her head.

  “I’ve been dying to have those lips wrapped around my dick from the moment I saw you at the bar.” I ran my fingers down her jaw as she looked up at me, her lips parting slightly. “I wanted to fuck you right there in front of everyone. In front of that smug fucking bastard who sat next to you.” I felt the familiar sting of jealousy as I thought of him with his hand on her back. I held my cock down toward her mouth and rubbed it against her pouty lips. Her tongue shot out and rolled over the tip. “Good fucking girl.” I groaned as she wrapped her lips over the head. Her tongue rubbed against me as her palm rubbed against her clit. I pushed lower, forcing her to take a few more inches into her mouth as I stoked her hair. “It’s going to hurt when I fuck you. I don’t think I’ll be able to stop myself…even if I actually wanted to.”