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“I think about sex,” he says with a smirk.
“We already had sex today, several times,” I say, stifling a yawn.
Curling his strong arms around my waist, he lifts me into the air, cradling me in his arms as he holds me close to his chest. “Let me feed you, then we can go to bed.”
“I need to go back to the hotel,” I argue, but even I can hear how weak my protest is.
“Let’s watch a movie in bed, naked,” he purrs, completely ignoring my suggestion that I leave. “Gulliver’s going to call into school in the morning and let them know that we’re not going to be in for a few days. Tonight, we can snuggle and eat takeout, and tomorrow we’ll start plotting your revenge.”
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I rest my head against his shoulder as he carries me into his bedroom, peels back the covers, and places me gently down in the middle of the bed.
“I don’t have any clothes here,” I protest weakly.
“You don’t have any at the hotel either.” He laughs, stripping me out of my blazer and blouse. “And you do have clothes here, because I had Fitzy bring back all the stuff you picked the other day, it’s all in the closet.”
Yawning widely, I lift my butt and pull my skirt off, leaving me in just my bra, panties, and socks. Hawthorn’s eyes heat, and bending down, he presses a hot kiss against the swell of my breast, moving lower and sucking my nipple into his mouth through the delicate lace of my bra.
A mischievous smirk lifts one side of his lips as he pulls back and shucks out of his own uniform, dropping it to the floor until he’s naked, his hard dick glistening with precum. “I can’t wait to get used to having you here. In our bed every night.” Climbing onto the mattress, he crawls between my legs, positioning himself so he’s caging me in, his dick rubbing against my panties.
Reaching up, I wrap my arms around his neck. It feels strange to be touching him this freely, but everything that’s happened today has changed things between us. I don’t know how long this will last, or if I even deserve a happily ever after, but for the moment, I want to make the most of being his.
“What do you want for dinner?” he asks, unfastening my bra as he grinds his dick against me, leaning down and pressing a kiss to my neck.
Inhaling sharply, I close my eyes, indulging in the feeling of his lips kissing a path along the sensitive hollow where my neck meets my shoulder. “You,” I say on a half gasp when his teeth replace his lips, nipping me, then soothing the pain with his tongue.
“You want to eat me?” he asks, his voice a seductive growl.
Heat barrels through me, tinting my cheeks red as an erotic image of me taking Hawthorn’s dick in my mouth fills my mind. I’ve never given a blow job before, but even as the fear of the unknown scares me, a sense of power follows.
Lifting my chin, I lock gazes with Hawthorn and nod, watching as his lips twitch into a salacious grin. “You sure?”
I nod again, and his smile gets even wider.
“Panties off, then on your knees, Princess. I want to watch as I feed you,” he growls, his voice low and raspy.
Lifting off me, Hawthorn moves to stand at the side of the bed, his hard dick gripped tightly in his hand. He watches as I slide my panties down my legs and drop them to the floor, then sink to my knees at his feet. An intense sense of humbling submission engulfs me, and a tremor of intense arousal pulses through me. Running his fingers along my jaw, he guides my face up so I’m looking up at him, and I can see my own need reflected back in his eyes.
“Fuck, Princess, the sight of you like that is…” He trails off, like he can’t even find the words.
Exhaling shakily, I watch his muscles clench as he squeezes his length. “Do you want my dick, Penelope?” he asks gruffly.
I nod.
Sliding his fingers that are cupping my jaw to my mouth, he presses the pad of his thumb against my lower lip and drags it down.
“Open,” he orders.
Parting my lips, I keep my eyes on his as he pushes his thumb into my mouth.
“Suck.” His gravelly voice takes on a rough, dominant tone that makes goose bumps rise on my arms, and my sex clenches excitedly.
Curling my tongue around his thumb, I suck, tasting the salt of his skin and groaning when he pulls it free from my mouth and rubs the wetness across my bottom lip.
“Perfect,” he praises. “Now open wide and let me feed you.”
Doing as he asks, I open my mouth, and he guides his dick onto my tongue. The thick head forces me to open wider, and he pauses, biting at his lip, his eyes hooded while he watches me take his cock into my mouth.
With our gazes locked together, he swallows thickly, and I know he’s waiting for me to do this on my own. Lifting my hands to rest on his thighs, I lean forward, taking as much of his cock as I can, before the head hits the back of my throat and I gag.
