Grace has always struggled with adulthood and the responsibilities that come with it, So when a handsome man moves in next door to her, the young 19 year old develops an unusual desire for her middle aged neighbor who's hell bent on discipline, bala...
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Rules:
1. Communicate 2. No unnecessary cussing 3. I expect to be updated on your life ( plans and such) just as I will update you on mine. 4. Do as your told unless you feel like it's unreasonable, if that's so tell me. 5. Make your health a priority , I will be strict on that. 6. Attitude and Sass will not be taken lightly when done out of proportion. 7. Be a good girl.
As I read the paper that contained the rules Enzo wrote down, I allowed myself to think back on how these rules were executed vocally. He made some additions but I think he was just using them to his advantage at the time- so he didn't write it down. Even so I could get behind those as much as I could behind these, especially with the kind of persuasion I received.
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He watched me closely as I read each rule; Enzo had expected a big reaction to some of them for some reason, but when my face remained stoic and void of any unpleasantness, I'm pretty sure I caught him trying to bite back a smile.
Ah, I see he expected me to think these were too much...
" Just to alivia-te any hesitations I may or may not have, can you elaborate on some of these?" I asked, looking up at him through my lashes as I bit my lip to add more dramatic affect. I had my suspicions to believe that he was very attracted to my lips in particular- whether it was because of what they could do or that they were simply nice, I didn't know but I used to my advantage.
I was just teasing him and I honestly didn't find anything bad about his rules. I think they're reasonable and can be easily followed. If you'd asked me I thought he would've put bans on drinking or any of my bad habits he knew about.
" Of course I can, I was planning on it just in case... But first I want to discuss something that is very necessary: a safe word." He explained as he proceeded to pull my body back towards his more, my ass rubbing against his crotch.
I bit back a whimper, " Safe word?"
" Uh huh, It's a word you can use whenever i've gone too far past your limits. Since Stop or No could mean numerous things during sex, A safe word means so much more in that moment. It can be any word, pick one." He explained while rubbing a thumb up and down my thighs just like he did earlier in the car.
I didn't want to show it then, but I loved it when he did that. Not completely because it was turning me on but also because it was comforting and felt nice. I loved physical touch, it was my love language.
" Hmmm," I thought about it as I tried to ignore his hand itching further and further up my thighs and into my dress.
After awhile of obsessively staring at his hands disappear into my dress, I responded with the first word that I could conjure up." Pink?" ,which was coincidentally the color of my dress as well...
