“I’m turning fifteen soon, and I heard variety is the spice of life.” She giggled.
With a slight shake of my head, I stepped into Saint’s open arms. “Well done, baby.” His kiss was possessive, telling anyone looking who I belonged to. As I stepped to his side, I caught a few shocked looks from the cheerleading squad, specifically a gawking Samantha. I merely smiled. Saint noticed, and with his arm around my waist, he pulled me tighter to his side. “Levana, this is my cousin, Rhett.”
Admittedly, I had to agree with Eliana. The man was handsome, with soft sandy blonde hair, deep blue eyes that almost mirrored mine, and a killer smile.
“We finally meet,” he held out a hand. “The beautiful Snow who turned my cousin’s life upside down, inside out and back to front, from trying to find his blue balls.”
“What the fuck,” Saint cursed.
Eliana gasped. Dad chuckled, and I choked on a laugh at the expression on Saint’s face.
“Oh, I like him, Saint. Where have you been hiding him?” I grinned.
“In a deep hole I’m sending him back to,” Saint faked a glare.
“And I’ll still be able to find my balls in the dark,” Rhett snorted, making us all laugh.
Saint shook his head, and as we walked back to the car for my celebratory dinner, Davien and Cian joined our group.
“You know you’re officially mine now?” Saint leaned down to whisper in my ear.
“Was I ever not?” I stuck out my tongue at him.
Laughing, he squeezed my waist. “Yes, but you were under your dad’s lock and key, which he’s now handed to me.” He dipped his head closer. “I’ll start by being nice. What do you want as a graduation present?”
I chewed my bottom lip wondering where he was going with this. Saint always had a plan up his sleeve and I knew he was still waiting an answer on the submissive role. So, I decided to play a little.
“Can I suck your cock?”
His thumb rolling slow circles on my hips, he said, “you have to say please.”
I tilted my head to one side, fluttering my eyelashes. “Can I please suck your cock?”
“Can I please suck your cock, what?” he asked. We were at his Porsche now and he waved to the others to drive ahead.
I rolled my eyes. “You’re not my teacher anymore, I don’t need to call you sir.”
“If I recall correctly, you never did.” He grinned.
“And I thoughtIwas suffering from old age and I’m only eighteen,” I goaded. He smacked my ass hard.
“Ouch,” I yelped, rubbing the spot. “Asshole,” the word was out before I could stop and his smile became a full-blown smirk. After the last time I called him asshole, he’d very pointedly said that everytime I did, he’d punish me. Fortunately for him, I loved the word ‘asshole’ and why he’d gotten me into some real tricky pleasure inducing stimulation.
“What do you think your punishment should be?” He pressed his body to mine, making me arch against the passenger door of his car, his lips brushing mine.
“But I’ve been so good.” And I had.
“I didn’t ask if you were good or bad, Levana. I asked what you think your punishment should be.”
“Fine,” I muttered. “The whip.”
He brightened at the idea, having wanted to try it on me to no avail. “Perfect, my little good girl. Tonight.” Then he proceeded to open the car door. When he was behind the wheel, he looked at me and every calmly said, “I’ll drive, you suck my cock.”
“Why,” I huffed.
“Because I said so.” He winked, his deep chuckle filling the car as he turned the key in the ignition.
He and I both knew that, I might come across as reluctant, but Saint only had to smile and I’d cave. Immediately, my body filled with a ravenous hunger for this man who had the stamina of a hundred horses yet, the gentleness of a big cuddly teddy bear I couldn’t wait to have wrapped around me. For now, I was the one about to do the wrapping around—with my mouth.
