it pounding through the thin material of her shirt. “Maybe you should explain it to me.”
HOLLYWOOD BRUSHED HIS thumb over Talena’s trembling bottom lip, watched as her tongue came out licking at his digit. His cock jerked at the unconscious sexy little action. He was sure she wasn’t even aware of the way she had him tied up in knots. Of course, he planned to have her truly tied up before the night was through, if she agreed. Fuck he couldn’t even contemplate her not wanting the same things he did.
“You’re freaking me out here, Hollywood.”
“That’s the first thing, baby. When we are here, in our home, I’m Sir, or you can call me Scott, but whatever you call me, I’m in charge, so you will say it with respect. That’s what I need. I need my woman to be prepared for whatever I tell her to do.” He let his words fall into the quiet of the room, let her register them. With his right hand cradling her face, his fingers spanned her neck, he didn’t miss the way her pulse jumped.
“You mean...like in Fifty Shades?” she asked, swallowing audibly.
He laughed at her question, sobering when her eyes closed, seeing his action hurt her. “I’m not laughing at you, baby. I watched that movie, honey, and while I know women seemed to love it, I promise you, that...was nothing like my reality.”
“Does that mean you don’t have a red room?” she asked, laughter filling her voice.
“I don’t nor will I allow you to sleep in another bedroom. I’ll want access to you and your body anytime, anywhere I want it. Does that freak you out?” He wondered just how much of the movie she’d quoted she liked and thought he might be willing to recreate some of it for her, maybe.
“I want you. I think I’ve wanted you for as long as I’ve known what it was to want a man, maybe longer. Not that I knew what that was at the time, but when I was—” she stopped talking, her hand going over her lips.
“What were you going to say?” He removed her fingers, kissing the tips while holding her gaze.
Talena shook her head, a denial on her lips.
“What did I say about secrets and lies, baby girl?” Hollywood twisted her arm behind her back, pulling her in closer to him. The move wasn’t painful, but it showed her he was in control.
“When I was twelve, I was mad at...at Gary for some reason. I can’t remember why now, but I ran out to my treehouse to hide and found someone had decided to use it for other purposes.” She glared up at him.
He was trying to figure out what she was talking about when it hit him. “Shit.”
“I’m pretty sure you didn’t use my precious sanctuary as a bathroom. However, after you and your little...”
A look of horror spread over Talena’s face as she began to wiggle to get free. “Let me go, Scott.”
“Stop it and tell me what’s wrong,” he ordered, wrapping his arms around her more firmly.
She wouldn’t look at him, her breathing turning ragged the more she fought. “Let me go,” she snarled. “I need a little space.”
“No, baby, you need to tell what the fuck has you so angry.”
“Fine I’ll tell you. I just realized the person who you were probably fucking on my pretty princess comforter was probably our stepsister Angela.” She lifted her face, blue eyes blazing with anger and hurt.
He’d done many things he regretted, screwing Angela was one of them. However, one thing he could correct was Talena’s assumption. “T, listen to me. I am not going to lie and tell you I never slept with Angela. We all know I did; that’s not ever been a secret. What I didn’t do was fuck her in your treehouse or anywhere around the property. I wish like hell I could go back and change the fact I’d taken anyone up to the treehouse, which by the way was mine first,” he said, then sighed. “The truth is, I don’t even remember the girl’s name or what she looked like. That night isn’t even a memory I can pull up and recall, but what I do know is it wasn’t Angela.”
His admission had her shoulders relaxing. Talena lifted her chin, a slight wobble in the stubborn little thing before she controlled it. “I believe you.”
“I wouldn’t lie to you. I have no reason to. Now what were you saying before you