Obey (The Protocol Series Book 2) by Lasairiona Lewis

Author:Lasairiona Lewis [Lewis, Lasairiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Drama Llama Publishing
Published: 2024-05-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

TALIA

When I wake up, it feels like I’ve slept for a month.

“Shhhh. Easy, baby girl.” Jagger’s hand holds me tight against him, stroking the skin on my arm as he holds his book in the other hand, off to the side of the bed. I have no idea how he’s turning the pages, or how he even reached his glasses and book if I’ve been on top of him this whole time, but I’m too sleepy to ask.

“You doing okay?”

I nod, nestling my head back into the crook between his head and shoulder. “Mmmhmm.”

“Good. You did so well for me, Half-Pint. I’m so proud of you.”

It’s hard to describe the way his praise lands when he says it. I’ve never had someone’s words seep into my skin and bed so deeply inside my whole being. It’s a similar feeling to stepping into a warm home after being out in the snow, and basking in the glow of the heat.

My mouth is dry, throat raw, and I need a shower.

“If you keep wriggling like that, you’re going to end up uncomfortable.”

The growing hardness under my behind confirms what he’s saying.

“Are you sore? Is that why you’re fidgeting?”

I clench my butt cheeks. I wasn’t sure I was going to enjoy butt-stuff, but I’d be only too happy to explore a bit more in the future.

“Not sore, but there’s a definite ‘something’s been in here’ signal. A little discomfort, nothing major.”

He hums, and it vibrates against my back. “You want a bath?”

I’d love one. But I’m not sure I’m ready to be alone yet.

He buries his face in my neck, kissing me. “I’ll come with you if you want some company.”

“Aftercare?” I turn my chin so it’s in line with my shoulder.

His shaking head makes my hair move. “Because I want to.”

I try not to react, but there’s something about the fact he wants to spend time with me rather than it being straight up aftercare he would give to just anyone else that makes me smile. “I’d like that.”

“Me too.” He kisses my cheek, and it hits me we haven’t done a lot of kissing, actual kissing on the mouth. I reach a hand up to caress his jaw, tilt my head back, holding my breath in case he rejects me. The gentleness with which his lips meet mine makes me tremble. He turns me so he can deepen the kiss, our tongues tangled in a slow and lazy dance of emotion.

It’s powerful, moving, and so tender I almost need to double check it’s really him. Except this is him. Our session earlier showed me the real Jagger, the man inside the grump’s body. The sweet, tender, nurturing and caring man who wants to take care of me.

He’s like an armadillo. Crunchy and hostile looking on the outside, but once you get to his innards, he’s a big soppy ball of goo. Though I’d obviously never tell him that.

When his hand cups my jaw, I melt into him.

Time stops. There’s no him and me, just us.

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