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“Because…” She trails off, and I turn away from the clothes I’m unpacking from her case and look at her.
“Because what?”
Pressing her lips together, she clasps her hands and then looks away.
“Answer the fucking question, Etta. Why didn’t you shower? You left our bed and hid in the spare room, so why didn’t you shower?”
“Oz.”
“Take the fucking dress off and answer the question,” I hiss, taking a menacing step toward her.
“Oh my god,” she whispers, pulling the dress up and over her head with shaking fingers.
“You still haven’t answered my question. Why haven’t you showered?”
“Because I wanted to smell like this for a little while longer,” she finally admits. Her voice is so quiet I nearly don’t hear what she’s saying as she curls in on herself, her posture meek, her chin dipped, and her gaze fixed firmly on her feet.
“You don’t want to stay in our bed, but you still want to smell like my cum?” I ask, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of my mouth.
Pursing her lips, she darts a glance at me, then away again, but it’s too late to hide from me now.
“Don’t ignore me, Little One. Be a good girl.”
Fuck, the way she reacts to those two words is better than I could ever have dreamed up in my dirtiest fantasies.
Her head snaps up, her eyes fall closed, and she clenches her thighs together as a hint of a shudder rolls through her. “Yes,” she admits softly.
“Come to me, Etta.”
She fights my order for less than a second, her body swaying toward me before she closes the distance between us, standing in front of me in nothing but a basic white cotton bra and black panties.
“Eyes on me.”
Her chin lifts, and her expressive eyes find mine.
Dipping down, I bury my face into her neck and inhale deeply. She smells like sweet sex and sour fear, and I hate how much I fucking love it. I don’t want her to be scared of me, but I can’t help enjoying the look of helpless desire on her face.
“Unless I’m going to work, If I leave you in our bed, I expect you to still be in it when I get back,” I growl, curling my arm around her back and pulling her into me until she’s pressed against me from her tits to her pussy.
“Oz, last night was?—”
I cut her off before she says something that will really make me mad. “Inevitable.”
Lifting my hand, I deftly unfasten her bra, loosening my hold on her enough that I can tug it down her arms.
“I don’t want you to wear a bra while we’re home alone.”
“I can’t not wear a bra,” she gasps.
“Or panties.” I smile, pushing the simple cotton off her hips until it slides to a heap on the floor at her feet.
“Oz,” she sighs.
“Or any clothes.” I laugh, lifting her with my hands under her butt and carrying her over to the bed.
“I can’t wander around naked all the time, that’s ridiculous. This whole thing is ridiculous. Am I dying? Is this all a fever dream? Or maybe it’s a nightmare. You were the star of them for about five years when I was a kid,” she rambles.
“I was in your nightmares?” I ask, jolting back in shock.
