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I guided her back to my cock, and she slipped her mouth over the head again. She bobbed on me, her tongue working in circles along the underside, sucking like her life depended on it.
“How about mine? How about I call you mine?”
She moaned around me, an exclamation of surprise. This woman still had no idea of her effect on me. She was so observant, so on the ball with every little thing, except for how I felt about her. I was her blind spot, and she was mine.
I was going to blow, and I wanted to take her with me. I tightened my hand on her head, helping her move up and down my shaft, pushing me closer and closer. I was teetering on the edge when Winter suddenly choked loudly around my cock. Her fingers were working hard between her legs. She was coming. Her whole body tensed and her teeth nipped at me, her moans vibrating my entire cock.
I exploded in her mouth, shooting my load against the back of her throat. She was still coming; her slim body convulsing, her hands tensing on my thighs.
“That’s right, Ice Queen, drink all of me down…every single drop,” I muttered, my gaze stuck to the sight of my cock pulsing in her mouth. I stayed as far down her throat as I could until my balls were empty. “Open your mouth, let me see.”
She obliged, her fight all spent. Her pretty heiress mouth was full of me. The sight of my cum coating her tongue was the most satisfying thing I’d ever seen.
Winter slumped back against the mirror, losing strength in her legs.
I watched her slowly come down, memorizing every sigh and short breath. Every flutter of her caramel eyelashes.
“Excuse me, Miss DeLaurie, is there anything else we can help with? Did you decide on any suits?” The manager’s voice came from just outside the curtain.
Less than a meter separated us from him.
“Miss DeLaurie?” the manager called again.
I stepped away and folded my knife back together.
Winter cleared her throat. “We’re almost done. We’ll be taking the last suit he tried.”
“Come on, baby, up you get.” I helped her up, steadying her when she swayed. It had only been a blow job, so why did it feel like I’d just bared my goddamn soul to this woman? I stood over her.
She tugged down her skirt and smoothed her hair before ducking out of the changing room. Then came the soft murmur of her talking to the manager outside. The knowledge that she had nothing on under that skirt was going to haunt me all damn day.
“Asher? Are you ready? They need to come in and get the clothes.”
I shoved on my jeans, ruthlessly pushing my hard-on into the worn denim and somehow managing to get the fly up.
“Ready.”
Winter
“Darling, stop fidgeting,” Mom reminded me as I sat on the edge of my seat, listening for the doorbell. It was finally here. The dinner. I was sick with nerves. After working toward this for weeks, it seemed unreal that it was finally happening.
Surprisingly, she had decided to stick around for the dinner. My parents having dinner together in Hade Harbor two times in one season was a rarity. I would enjoy it if I wasn’t so nervous.
Dad was on the phone in his office, and Mom and I were waiting for Asher to arrive. The asshole had never messaged me back, so I had no idea if he was actually going to show.
What if he doesn’t and this is his final revenge for getting him fired?
It would be a devastating revenge; I could admit that. I’d called him three times before giving up. Now, I was sitting and holding my breath.
Mom sipped her cocktail and read a magazine. The formal dining room was set, we had a local chef in to make the food, and I was all dolled up.
Now, I just needed my hard-won fake boyfriend to come and fulfill his part of the deal.
I stood when I thought I heard the sound of the doorbell.
“Francis will get it,” Mom murmured, referring to the old butler who worked at the house mostly just when my parents were in residence.
I didn’t like having a lot of staff around when I was alone. It made me feel awkward.
