I shook my head. “No.” I maneuvered myself around so that I was facing him, though pinned between him and the door. “I came to speak to you, but you were sleeping so…”
“So you watched me sleep?” he asked with his eyebrow lifted.
“That depends on if you know for sure that I did that, because if you don’t, then no. I didn’t do that,” I said. He narrowed his gaze at me, and the scrutiny overwhelmed me. “Okay, yes, I might have watched you sleep a little, but you looked so peaceful. It’s your fault really.”
“I should get to throw a plate at you now, right? Because you violated my privacy.” My heart slammed in my chest and the guilt was suffocating. “Oh my gosh, you’re totally right, I…”
Gio pinched my chin and lifted my face up to look at him. “I’m kidding.”
An awkward laugh gurgled out. “Oh. Good.”
He released me and walked away from me, and it was difficult not to reach out and grab him to hold him in place. “What did you need to speak with me about?”
The nerves that I’d managed to avoid up to that point came closing in all at once. He sat down on the edge of his bed, and even though he didn’t do much of anything, the way he had his legs slightly parted and ran his hand through his hair seemed oddly seductive. I rubbed my hand across my chest and tried to pump confidence into myself. This was the agreement I made with myself.
Why was I so shy about it now?
“Um… About the whole… sub thing,” I started.
He kept an intense gaze on me. “Remember what I said, if you aren’t interested in doing it, then don’t ask.”
“I remember,” I confirmed. “And… I’m interested.”
There was a quick flash of excitement across Gio’s gaze, but it left as soon as it came. “Are you sure? It’s not for the faint of heart.”
“I’m sure,” I said. “I… I trust you.”
When I said that, he didn’t stop the elation from rising to his face. In an instant, his entire expression got darker, more aroused. “Then come here,” he said.
I swallowed hard but listened to the instruction I was given. It felt like there were miles between us, but I took each step with confidence, wanting to prove that I wasn’t afraid. I’d made the decision to do this. It wouldn’t be worth it if I didn’t go all in.
When I was within arm’s reach of Gio, he reached out and grabbed my waist, pulling me the rest of the way to him. He stood up off the bed so that he was looming over me and huffed, “Do you remember my rules?”
I nodded. “Use your name and be specific.”
He lifted an eyebrow. “There was a third one.”
My brow furrowed as I thought back, trying to remember if there was a third rule He’d given me different instructions, but no third rule I didn’t think.
Then it hit me.
I looked up at him. “I can’t come without asking.
He smiled and stroked the side of my face with the back of his hand. “Good girl. There are other rules. I’ll teach some of them to you now.”
My body was already electrified from the resonant tone he’d taken on. Gio was already sexy on a normal day, but this switch that he seemed to flip when he was becoming a dom was irresistible. “Okay.”
With a quick movement, Gio flipped us around so that I was facing the bed, but he was situated behind me. I could feel his length already hardening in his pants, but I kept my mind focused on my role. I was the submissive to a control dom. The only things I could do were those that he told me.
One of his hands curved along the bend in my waist and down over my ass, while the other caressed up my stomach and under my bra to cup one of my breasts. “First rule, for all the pain you endure, you get pleasure equal to it.”
I wasn’t entirely sure what that meant, but then Gio lifted the hand that was hovering on my ass, pulled it all the way back, and then slapped down. It was so hard that even through the fabric of the jeans I had on, the sound radiated through the room as if it was skin-on-skin contact. I wanted to let out a scream because it hurt like hell, but I bit the inside of my lip to keep it back.
My reward was Gio’s lips on the bend in my neck and his fingers teasing my nipple under my bra. His fingers worked with skill, alternating between pinching and massaging the spot until I was squeezing my legs together to try and get the slightest bit of friction.
“Rule two,” he huffed into my ear, and then he kicked a leg between mine, forcing mine apart, preventing me from seeking relief myself. “I am theonlyone who can bring you pleasure. If you want something, you have to ask me for it.”
“Yes, Gio,” I moaned out as he continued to work my breast.
