Exposed Exposed (Dom Nation #1) - E. Davies Page 0,96

and my gorgeous boy. You did so well for your first scene. You’re fine now, love.”

The words blurred into each other as I fought the knowledge that it was over. How could I get him to give me more? Fuck, I couldn’t face reality again just yet.

I choked back frustration as Rex unbuckled the cuffs and rubbed each limb. I stood on my own but leaned against the cross as Rex wiped it down, ignoring the room whirling around me. After the whole week waiting, my balls were heavy with need, my cock thick. I could find the mood again. I just had to entice Rex into more.

Rex turned to me, and I seized my chance.

“Fuck me,” I whispered against Daddy’s lips, crowding up to his hot, tight body. Then I pressed my mouth against his neck, flicking my tongue against skin where I knew it would drive him crazy. My nails dug into his hips as I pressed my cock into his thigh, desperately grasping for the arousal I knew should be running along my skin. “Right here, Daddy. I need you. Fuck me. I’m ready for you. Feel this? How hard I am for you?” I blinked back tears. “Show me you want me.”

“No, my sweet boy,” Rex whispered, his arms sliding around my back. He pulled easily out of my grip and turned me sideways to hug me, my hard-on pressing uselessly at my shorts and thin air. “I want you, body and soul, but I’m not going to do that.”

He spoke like he knew something I didn’t. I wrapped my arms around myself, finally pulling away from him. “Shit,” I whispered. “Why not?”

Rex spoke softly and clearly, steadying me. “Because you’re in subspace, honey.”

“I’m not,” I whispered, a chill running down my spine. I didn’t want anyone else to overhear that, but I was desperate to tell him what was wrong. He wanted the truth? He was going to get it. “I’m fucking not, and you know who—you know why.”

Another glance around, but Isaac was nowhere to be seen. Seb was watching, one thumb hooked in his belt, but he was keeping his distance. He couldn’t overhear.

I turned back to Rex. “This will help, Daddy,” I begged. “Please. Help me.”

For a moment, I felt bad. Pain flashed across Rex’s face, his forehead creasing and lips turning down. “Oh, darling,” he whispered, his touch gentle. He gripped my shoulders, making me look at him. “Listen to Daddy. Can you do that?”

I gulped for breath but nodded.

“I can’t help you the way you’re asking for,” Rex continued. “It’s not because I don’t want you. It’s because I know what you need, and it’s not this. I’m not going to make our first time because you’re trying to…” He trailed off, like he was choosing the right words.

“Trying to what?” I whispered. “Prove to him that someone loves me? That he hasn’t broken me forever?”

Rex’s fingers trailed through my hair, and he pulled me into him for a hug. His arms were tight and safe, but however much I relaxed in his hold, a few words were enough to bring the dizzying fear flooding straight back through me.

“You know what you have to do.”

Fuck, I did. I knew what Rex was about to say, and I squeezed my eyes shut like it would stop up my ears.

“Report him,” Rex whispered. “Later. When you feel up to it. But before the next time we come here. Then you’ll be safe next time, and we can do whatever I want to do.”

“Why?” I breathed out. “Why can’t he just…”

“Crawl out of here and get hit by a bus?” Rex muttered. “Dom Nation’s owner, Brighton… he needs evidence to kick him out, sweetheart. You have more than enough. He’s put you through hell. This Slate—the one I’m holding right now… is the same Slate I met that night. I want him to find peace.”

I shook my head and pressed my face into Rex’s shoulder, my arms rising to clutch him like he was about to march me straight to the office.

Rex didn’t get it. At the end of the night, even if Isaac was banned, I was the one he would keep tormenting. Maybe forever. Nowhere was safe.

Before I could say anything, Rex spoke. “I know how much it’s asking, boy. But do you trust Daddy?”

Hesitantly, I nodded.

“Then I want you to move in with me,” Rex told me.

I pulled back sharply, my jaw dropping. I hadn’t expected him to say that.