Page 65 of Triple the Secrets
“Then there’s the fact that we can’t go home,” Wren added drily. “Yeah, we’re just peachy.”
Rogue sighed. “You’re safe here. No one is going to get in here to hurt you.”
Wren and Win both shrugged. “We’re fine. We just need to decompress, that’s all,” Win said with a small smile.
Rogue had his doubts. “You, ah, you need to talk or something?” he asked gruffly.
Both girls stared at him and then giggled. He scowled at them. “Sorry, sorry,” Wren snickered. “It was just the way you said that. Like you would rather do anything but. We’re good, Rogue, but thanks.”
“Oh and thanks for the headphones,” Win said, lifting a pair of dark red headphones from the bed beside her.
“No problem,” he said with a shrug.
“I’m putting mine on now,” Wren declared. “We both know you two aren’t going to be very quiet and I might as well get ahead of it.” Win nodded and they both slipped the headphones over their ears, effectively dismissing him.
Rogue shut the door and shook his head. Save him from teenage girls, he thought to himself as he walked to the other bedroom door and let himself inside. He shut, and locked, it behind him and heard the shower shut off in the adjoining bathroom. He put the girls out of his mind and focused solely on the naked woman in the shower. He had plans and it was time to set them in motion.
His blood heated in anticipation, and he quickly took off his boots and socks, setting them aside. He walked over to the duffle bag he put in the closet and opened it to find what he was looking for. He grabbed the vibrator and moved to put it in the open nightstand drawer. No point in giving away his plans, now was there? He also made sure that the few things he stashed in there earlier were still there.
He pulled his cut off his shoulders and hung it neatly on the back of the chair in the corner, stripping off his shirt and tossing it on the floor. He unbuttoned his pants and then laid on the bed, waiting. Anticipation made his blood sing as he listened to Scarlett moving around in the bathroom.
When the door finally opened, he watched as she emerged in nothing but a towel, her long hair still damp, but slightly tousled from the towel she was rubbing over it to get out the excess water. Droplets clung to her skin, and he badly wanted to trace them with his tongue. The scent of the soap she used reached his nostrils and his mouth watered.
She stopped when she realized he was there, her eyes moving over his chest and arms, before they moved back up to his, and he saw the appreciation in them. “Hey,” she said, voice slightly husky as she slowly continued to dry her hair. “Shower’s free if you need it.”
“Later,” he said gruffly. His cock hardened even more as he watched her. He could see the nerves there, but there was no mistaking the way her legs shifted slightly, or the way her nipples poked at the thin fabric of the towel. She might be uncertain, but she was turned on, and it made him want to get off the bed and pull that towel away from her. Instead, he stayed still, watching her.
She glanced at the door quickly. “Where are the girls?”
“In their room, with their headphones on,” he answered easily. “Lose the towel, Scarlett,” he ordered.
She blinked at him, and then licked her lower lip nervously as she slowly complied. He didn’t look away from her, wanting to watch as she bared every inch to him. She dropped the towel, and he bit back a growl. She was utter perfection, and he wanted to see all that creamy skin laid out for him.
Slowly, he climbed off the bed and walked toward her, his eyes never leaving hers. He could hear the way her breathing picked up, and when he stood directly in front of her, he slowly reached down and cupped the side of her neck, brushing his thumb gently over the pulse point in her throat. He felt it jump once, then twice, as he stopped the movement and then pressed his thumb firmly over it. “We need to set some rules, Scarlett,” he said softly.
“Rules?” she asked quietly, never looking away.
“Rule number one is that if I do anything that you don’t like, or don’t want, you tell me. You feel uncomfortable, or like I’m fucking shit up, you tell me. That’s non-negotiable.”
“Rogue, please don’t treat me differently,” she begged, eyes darkening in pain and a glint of shame.
“I won’t,” he said firmly. “But that doesn’t mean that I won’t take your comfort and safety seriously. I don’t know what could trigger you, Scarlett, just like you might not know. We need to make sure that you know you can say no, that I will never force you to do something you don’t want to do. I’ve already told you that I’m not an easy man, and I think we’ve figured out that I’m even less so when it comes to sex.”
“Rogue,” Scarlett said softly, “I know that. I really do. If I didn’t believe it, then I wouldn’t be here right now. I wouldn’t be this vulnerable with you, or share this part of who I am. I appreciate you putting these boundaries in place, and to be honest, I feel a lot better knowing they’re there. But I want you, and I need you to treat me the way you did before you knew what happened. I promise to tell you to stop if I don’t want something or I feel like I’m going to freak out. But after seeing the guy today, I need this. I need to remember that they have no power over me. Not anymore. That this time, they will never get to lay one finger on me or the girls.”
“Good.”
She gave him a small smile. “What was the second rule?”
He slowly smiled at her, and he heard her breath hitch in response. “Second rule is I’m in charge and you’re going to do what I say.”
Scarlett chuckled. “I thought that was a given,” she said drily. “But you know I’m not going to make it easy on you, right?”
“I’m counting on it,” he purred, and then he lowered his mouth to hers. She moaned into his mouth and wrapped her arms around his neck. He allowed it, running his hands down to her hips and hauling her tight against him. Her skin was still damp from her shower, but he didn’t care. He ground his hips against her, letting her feel how hard she made him. She moaned, grinding back against him, and he forced himself to pull his mouth away. He had plans, and he would not get distracted.
He reached up and pulled her arms from around his neck, and put them back down by her sides. He watched her for a moment, and then he ordered, “Take my cock out, get on your knees, and show me just how much of a good girl you are, Scarlett.”
Scarlett didn’t move for a moment, but then settled her hands on his pants and slid his zipper down, slowly. He knew what she was doing, and had to bite back a smile. His little minx wouldn’t just give him what he told her to. And he didn’t want it any other way.
