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“All right.” Aaron’s breath came faster.

“Start by taking off those sweatpants. Leave the T-shirt.” He leaned in and whispered in Aaron’s ear, “I’ll make you forget.” He hardened his voice. “Get on the floor. Elbows on the coffee table. Ass up.”

Chapter Twenty-Three

Shivering at thecommand in RJ’s voice, Aaron did as he was told. As soon as he was positioned, RJ walked around him. “Eyes on me,” RJ said when Aaron blushed and looked away.

Constance let out a sharp meow and ran out from under the sofa to dash down the hallway toward the bedroom. RJ put his hand on Aaron’s head, ruffling through his hair soothingly before gripping and yanking his head back, meeting his gaze. “Eyes on me,” he said more firmly.

Aaron licked his lips and complied, barely even blinking when RJ released his hair and stepped back. He touched the buckle of his brown, braided leather belt. “I found this in a box of stuff from high school. There was a poem in there too. I should have brought it.”

Aaron opened his mouth, but RJ swooped in and covered it with his palm. “Do you want to play hard tonight?”

Aaron nodded.Oh yes.Excitement drummed through him.

“Safe-word hard?”

He nodded even more enthusiastically.

“Good. Me too.” RJ stroked Aarons lips with his fingertips, lifting a brow slowly. He undid the buckle on his belt, slipped it through the loops, and held it out. Aaron stared at it and swallowed hard.

“Listen carefully. Your safe word is Hermey, got it?”

“Hermey,” Aaron repeated.

“Good. You say that, and I’ll stop immediately no matter what we’re doing.”

Aaron nodded.

He lifted the belt. “I intend to use this. Do you consent?”

“Yes.”

“Do you want to come in me? Or do you want me to come in you?”

Aaron lifted his chin defiantly. “I want both.”

“Mmm. I like to stay in charge though, if that’s okay with you. Just call me a bossy bottom.”

Aaron licked his lips. “That’s fine. I like it when you…” He took a shuddery breath, and his eyes closed again. “I like it when…” He couldn’t seem to get the words out.

“You like when someone else cares enough to take control, don’t you, Mr. Danvers? Makes you feel safe.” There was a long pause before RJ quietly added, “Loved.”

Aaron shuddered, his heart racing.Yes. Oh, yes.

RJ smiled wickedly. “Is there anything you need to tell me? Hard boundaries I should be aware of? Speak now or forever hold your peace—unless you invoke your safe word, of course.”

“I don’t like watersports.” Aaron had only had one guy try that with him once years ago, but it left him feeling degraded, and not in a good way. “And no bruises on my face.”

Heat flashed in RJ’s eyes, some sort of possessive lust that Aaron felt like a punch to his heart. He gasped for air, his asshole feeling exposed and achy at the same time, even though it was, as yet, untouched.

Fuck, he wanted whatever RJ was going to dish out. He’d take anything—anything at all. If RJ pushed, he’d relent on the hard boundaries too, he could feel it. He wanted to give himself over to RJ’s care. Surrender entirely. Stop living by anyone’s rules but RJ’s. Give up the hard choices. Just for a few minutes. Just for tonight.

“Right. Done,” RJ said, bending his belt in half and using the folded end to stroke Aaron’s cheekbone. The braided leather scraped along his skin, rough and a little threatening. “The rules. Number one: no talking except for your safe word. That means no arguing, no suggestions, no complaining, and no begging. All I want from you now, Mr. Danvers, are your honest noises or silence.” He stroked the belt over Aaron’s back, letting it run its whole length, seductive and menacing at the same time. “Though I prefer noises, just so you know.”

Aaron swallowed and nodded.

“Number two: submit and obey. Do what I tell you to do. It’ll be harder than it sounds, but I promise it will be worth it.”