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“Are the sheets clean?” I asked, much to her surprise.
It took her a while to answer since she was trying to understand exactly what I was doing.
“Um… yeah,” she replied. “I changed them about a week ago before things got out of control.”
“Alright,” I replied. “That's good enough. Let's get the clothes off and get started.”
She remained silent, but I didn’t need to rumble around to explain. I immediately started unbuttoning the dress shirt I had thrown on on my way here in haste, and then I flung the entire thing to join her piles of clothes across one of the dining chairs.
I turned around then, bare-chested, to watch her, and could see that she was wide-eyed and confused.
“What is it?” I asked, and she replied.
“Get started to-?”
I cocked my head, surprised that she could be unsure about this. It made me wonder what she could possibly be confusing my request for.
“Complete it,” I said. “What do you think I’m asking you to get started to do?”
She tried to control her smile then, and I knew immediately that she was going to say something extremely silly.
“To clean?” she squeaked her response, and I didn’t bother responding to her. Instead, before her, I started unbuttoning my pants, and in no time, I was in nothing more than my dark briefs. After moving all the clothes and items off the bed and onto the floor, I settled in the middle of it and beckoned her.
“You're not going to come over?” I asked. “I thought you wanted to ride.”
Once again, her eyes went wide with shock, and this immensely amused me.
Chapter Forty-Three
Hannah
He truly didn’t have to ask me twice. However, I, on the other hand, had to ask myself if this was a dream I had concocted in my head. Maybe I had truly slipped into some sort of drunken stupor when I was pretending to be drunk, and now I was completely imagining things that weren’t there.
However, as he stared at me and beckoned, I had to admit that maybe, just maybe, this was real. Maybe he was in my messy apartment, beckoning to me and inviting me to ride his mouth and cock.
I looked around nervously but given all the ways I had already fumbled tonight; I didn’t waste his time. Instead, I headed over to the bed and couldn’t help but realize just how patient of a person he was. It was such a deep contrast to how I had first perceived him on that first day when he had literally tried to run me off. But now, here we are. I was drunk texting him, and he was responding and even making himself at home in my crap of an apartment. Maybe it was the liquor that was suddenly spurring the warm, sweet feeling within me at this moment, but I couldn’t help but let my guard down around him.
“I’m sorry about the drunken text,” I said as I let my arms fall down by my side and then headed over to the bed.
He watched me, and under his intense gaze, I began to slip the straps of my dress down. I still couldn’t believe how I had exposed myself before him earlier in front of the door. How absolutely wanton and shameless I was before him. But the fire he lit inside of me I couldn’t explain.
“You didn’t have to come check up on me,” I told him. “I didn’t expect you to. But thank you. I appreciate it.”
His gaze lingered on my breasts, taking them in, and then his eyes met mine.
“You know I like you, right? Romantically?”
My heart literally stopped in my chest. I didn’t have the courage to nod. All I could do was stare at him like the dream that he was and hope that he understood just how I felt.
“I’m sure that despite what we had planned, it’s abundantly clear to us both that this is not a one-time thing. I mean, I don’t think I’d tolerate this kind of shenanigans from anyone else.”
“I know,” I replied.
“I’m down to keep going,” he said. “But I need honesty and loyalty. That’s all I ask. I don’t like to be lied to, and I don’t like to be manipulated for any reason.”
I nodded as I pulled the dress down, and it slid down my hips.
“I understand.”
