“I… I don’t know what you mean.”
“Dee, you’re only for me. No one else can touch you. You can’t touch or think or… be with anyone other than me.”
I smirk because shit is getting weird right now. “Colt, is that your strange way of asking for us to be exclusive?” My tone is light and playful, still unsure exactly what he’s getting at. After the misunderstanding earlier, I don’t want to make assumptions. I seem to go off half-cocked all the time, and I don’t want to be that girl anymore. But he makes it hard because he’s an enigma and difficult to unravel.
“Baby, we were exclusive the moment you walked into my life. No, this is more than that. I’m not a fan of the wholeboyfriendthing. That’s nothing but a label. I need you to bemine, and everything you do, have, and think will belong only tome. No one else can have anything from you, and to be honest, I’m not really asking… I’m telling you. You aremine, Dee,” he commands, then leans down to kiss me. “I know that may seem controlling and possibly a bit obsessive, but Dee, I can’t be worrying about where I stand with you. I already told you I’m not good at the relationship thing. This will help me, especially when I need to be focused on the band,” he explains, pulling back from our kiss.
I kiss him again, but I’m still confused by what exactly he’s asking. If he wants exclusivity, I'm okay with it, but his tone makes me think there’s more to it. His reasons and his open honesty make sense, and I like knowing he wants me. All of me.
He pins me to the bed, then deepens our kiss while taking my wrists and holding them next to my head.
God, I love it when he does that.
He pulls his lips away and rests his forehead on mine.
“So, I’m confused,” I say.
“Mmm…”
“So, just to clarify… you’re not my boyfriend, but we’re completely exclusive in every way, and I can’t touch or even think about anyone else. Is that what you are saying? Is that what you want?” My eyebrows rise in expectation.
“Mm-hmm,” he murmurs while slowly kissing my neck down to my collarbone, where he playfully nips at my skin.
“So, then I think the same should go for you. No touching or thinking about anyone other than me. You belong to me as much as I belong to you.”
He kisses back up my neck, toward my cheek. “Mm-hmm,” he murmurs again as his soft lips brush mine.
“So, isn’t that pretty much what a relationship is all about?” I murmur through his tender kisses.
“Dee, I don’t know how to do a relationship. I’ve had one, and it failed… miserably. So, no, we’renotin a relationship, but we are exclusive. There’s no one else for you, Dee, only me from now on,no exceptions.”
“But isn’t being mutually exclusive the same as being in a relationship?” I ask as he leans back in to kiss my neck.
“Not necessarily.”
“Colt, I don’t understand your logic?”
“You don’t need to, baby. Just abide by it,” he says, lightly sucking on my earlobe.
“Abide by it? What am I… twelve?” I ask as he rocks his hips into me.
That is really distracting.
“I bloody hope not,” Colt replies with a chuckle.
“Be serious,” I reply as he rocks into me again, waking my body back to life.
How does he do that?
The temptation is real!
“I am being serious, Dee. I want you. All of you. And you can have me, but this is the way it must be. It is what I know I can manage. It’s this or nothing, baby,” he advises, leaning in to kiss me again.
His cock hardens on top of me as he pushes in between my legs. He bites my bottom lip while his tip reaches my now soaking-wet opening. It’s like he flicks a switch inside me, and my body instantly yearns for him.
“You want me, don’t you, Dee?”
“Not like this,” I reply as his tip slips inside me, and I gasp, slightly moaning at the contact.
