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The sweet taste and tang of her pussy don't do much to calm my need to come. I have to finish and push my dick back inside of her wetness. The ripples of her moist sex make it feel like it's meant for me. Just for me.
Gemma is mine. I can't let go of this. I can't not do this.
She takes it. She takes every stroke of punishment, every stroke of bliss. I pull her shirt off to see her face and wrap my hand back around her throat. I squeeze before lowering my face to hers, kissing her. To my surprise, she kisses me back. Our tongues entwine as I thrust in and out of her.
One stroke after another, I moan, groan, and choke Gemma until I feel the familiar contraction of her body before the wet release of her climax. She pulls my climax out of me soon after.
"Fuck. You feel too fucking good," I grunt after pulling out of her.
"What the fuck is this? You think you're just gonna jump-fuck me any time you feel like it? That's not how this is going to fucking work," she snaps at me with her arm over her forehead.
I grin. "So you agree there's a this to work on. I'm glad you feel that way. I would have hated for this to be the last time."
"I didn't think I was ever going to see you again. Pop told me you got the money damn near a week ago."
"I did. I actually came here to give you this." I pull the envelope her father gave me out of my back pocket and toss it on the bed beside her.
Gemma pushes herself onto her elbows, grabs the envelope, and looks inside.
I shrug. "I have a feeling the bulk of that money is yours and your father's a little shit who put you in danger. The guys Paulie ran with, it was only a matter of time before they got to the office safe."
"This doesn't constitute putting me in danger, Knox?" she asks, rolling her eyes and tossing the envelope onto her nightstand.
"No, this is us fucking and enjoying how hard I fuck. Besides, I'd never let this happen to you."
She laughs loudly. "You're the one doing it to me."
"You like it when I do it to you. Especially by surprise. You thrive off this shit. I wish you could see your face when I choke you."
"I have an idea of what it looks like," she admits with a smirk, rubbing her neck. "You know, we can set up the tripod again."
"Let's do this right then. Hi, I'm Knox Sanders, a sadist who likes fucking you by surprise. I'd like to do other shit with you too, like eat dinner and maybe go out."
"I should kill you." She shakes her head with a slight giggle.
"You already tried. Remember? You drugged me."
"You liked it." She waves me off. "If we weren't in some crack house shanty shit, it may have ended differently, but seeing as you have other people coming there, I didn't want to be around in case any of them came back. Thank you too."
"For what?"
"For giving me the money back. I can probably get Pop to retire so I can run the business."
I look at her. "Or, you could let me take care of you for a while. I hate you working in that office. You need better security around this building too. Anybody can just walk in here and have their way with you."
"Knox, you're the only man who I've ever let have their way with me. Were you serious about wanting to do other stuff? Like not sex?"
I nod. "Why would I lie? From our time together, I'd say we're even and we can start fresh."
"Okay then. We'll start fresh. Hi Knox. I'm Gemma, a masochist who likes to be fucked by surprise. Shit, Pop's going to lose his mind when he finds out."
It doesn't bother me in the slightest. The old man can't do anything about me falling for his daughter. As a matter of fact, I'm thinking about making him a gift to thank him. I laugh to myself, it's probably too soon. In the meantime, I'm happy to spend my days getting to know Gemma—kinks and all—inside and out.
Epilogue
GEMMA
One Year Later
