Delilah's POV
I was sitting on the bed looking at my boyfriend in the eyes intensely, "Atticus, We've talked about this before, I don't want you to feel like you can't be who are with me, you've told me before that you're a pretty kinky guy. You know I'd do anything for you, and to be honest, I am curious about being a bit rougher in bed and exploring my sexual interests. I've just never been with anyone that I trusted enough to take that journey with. But I trust you more than anyone on this earth."
He looked up at me for a moment and then leaned his head against mine. "Are you sure? I don't want you to think or feel like you have to do or even try new things just to make me happy. I'm... I'm not always...me when I let that side of me out. It's almost like... like I'm a different person. I couldn't forgive myself if I pushed you too far and actually harmed you, Delilah."
I pressed my lips against his softly and put my hands on his running my thumbs over his tattoos, specifically the ones on his knuckles that spelled out 'pure hate'. Those who didn't know him may think of him as a cold-hearted person incapable of showing any kind of emotion.
But they didn't know him the way I knew him. Behind the assumptions people had about him, was a kind and loving soul who would do anything to protect the ones he loves. "I promise Atticus. I want to do this."
He let out a deep breath before nodding. "Okay, baby. Are you ready?" I smiled kissing him again.
"Yes." He kissed me deeply before pulling away.
"From this point on, you're to address me as sir and only sir. Understood?" I could feel the difference in the tone of his voice and it sent shivers down my spine.
"Yes sir." He smirked and pulled me into his lap. "Good girl." He pressed his lips against mine passionately and it quickly became rougher, as he began to nip at my bottom lip, pulling on it gently with his teeth.
I moaned softly and he chuckled as he began to kiss my jaw, his hands wrapped around my waist. "Such a pretty little thing, and you're all mine. Aren't you?"
I nodded my head slowly and moaned as he kissed the soft spot on my neck. I wrapped my arms around his neck before answering him.
"Yes sir, I'm yours." He unwrapped my arms from his neck and pulled my shirt up and off, tossing it across the room. He then began to unhook my bra... well tried to. It took everything in me not to giggle as he mumbled, "God damn it."
I bit my lip to prevent the laugh that was building inside of me, After almost a minute of him struggling I finally spoke up.
"Sir, if it's alright with you I can do it." He let go and muttered,
"Go ahead." I quickly unhooked the bra and took it off. He then pulled his own shirt off and my eyes scanned over his chest and stomach and he smirked. "Like what you see?" I blushed deeply at the fact that I had been caught staring,
"Yes sir." He placed his lips on my neck biting my flesh gently. I tangled my fingers in his long, light brown hair. I continued to let out small, soft moans as he made his way down from my throat to my collarbone, being sure to alternate from gentle kisses to soft bites that didn't exactly hurt but were surely hard enough to leave a mark. I couldn't help but pull on his hair gently as he marked my body, claiming me as his. I knew these marks were going to be a bitch to cover up but I didn't care at the moment.
As he continued to litter my body with marks he cupped my breasts, squeezing them gently. I closed my eyes as he kissed each one before placing his lips around my left nipple, licking and swirling his tongue across it slowly while rubbing the other slowly. I let out a long breathy moan and then a yelp as he bit down on my nipple, sending shock waves through my body. "Fuck! Atti!." I heard a low growl-like sound and I won't lie it was hot as fuck.
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