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The checkered blanket, which she appeared overly fascinated with because of the ancient-looking pattern, moved with her and draped over me. She looked beautiful today in my pink hoodie, her bare legs rubbing over my jeans and doing something torturous to me.

My whole body tingled.

And it was definitely down to her and not the drop in temperature that took me by surprise in the middle of a mild winter.

“You did a beautiful thing today, Remi.”

I couldn’t talk about Woodrow right now. It had been a hard few days since that shower. I could barely keep it in my pants. Especially now, with the raging hard-on I’d had since seeing her sitting next to Dec.

Fuck, I needed therapy.

“And I guess being out all day had you missing me more than you expected, huh?”

“I fucking hate being away from you,” I admitted. “After this work shit next week, I’m never leaving your side.”

“You have to work, I guess.”

“I have one pre-scheduled event and a possible trip a few days later, but after that, no more.”

“Is it something where you’ll have to be tattooing six-foot-tall men?” she questioned sarcastically.

I fucking wished it was. I’d rather fucking do that. I’d rather do a three-hour job on someone’s cock than spend those hours on stage, each flashing camera snapping all the expressions as I neared the crumbling edge of my sanity. Because that was a damn good possibility.

“It isn’t.”

“It’s not a hot girl, right?”

“I’ve done that.” I winked, flipping her over until I was the one on top, my cock pressing into her and my ugly blanket beneath her. “I’m gonna do something. Let me lead.”

I wasn’t asking, and honestly, I couldn’t even say if I’d be able to stop if she had objections because I had ached uncontrollably for a fucking hour since I first saw her with that gloss on her big beautiful lips, the dark mascara that made her eyelashes look that tiny bit longer, the blush that looked brighter on top of every real blush that graced her perfectly round cheeks. Like the one she had right now.

Fingers led her face closer to mine, and I whispered against her lips, “I told you I’d help you with your confidence, and that starts tonight.”

“You also told me you’d be hunting me through the woods this afternoon.”

“There’s still time for that. But I’m doing this first.”

“Doing what?” she mumbled, not really thinking straight as I nibbled at her neck.

Maybe playing nice for too long had affected me. Maybe it was the day with just Woodrow when I needed to be with her, too. Maybe it was all the days I’d been with her when I hadn’t taken things further than a gentle kiss or coming all over myself in showers I wish she’d been sharing.

I needed to take back some control.

I needed to feel her, to taste her.

I just fucking needed her.

“I’m gonna fuck you with everything but my cock. And you’re gonna love it.”

“…Okay.” She didn’t object, trained to please.

Catharina

Let me lead...

I nodded. All my words got stuck in my clogged throat.

I’m gonna fuck you... with everything but my cock.

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