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“I’m not yours anymore,” she says.
“Think so?”
“You’re leaving,” she argues.
“I’m not gone yet.”
I take a menacing step forward. Her eyes search my face, and I realize that this is the only person on earth with whom I can do this. This silly little performance of ours. It’s how we communicate, and maybe it’s not the right way, but it’s ours. No woman will ever fill this role for me again. Once I leave Sadie, I leave this lifestyle behind, too, for good.
“Would you like me to prove it to you?” I ask, touching her chin. “Not that I need to. You’re already standing here naked, like I told you to. So you must already know you’re mine.”
When she doesn’t answer, I bring my mouth closer to hers. I don’t kiss her, and I never will. That’s a line I refuse to cross. But I want her to know this is as far as I’ll go in the distance between our lips.
“Don’t you?” I say, pushing her for a response.
“Yes,” she replies.
Moving my touch from her chin and down her neck, I let my fingers glide softly over every freckle until I reach her breasts. My finger swirls the tight bud of her nipple, and I feel her shudder.
“Take my pants off,” I say.
The touch of her fingers against my lower abdomen makes me shiver, and the sound of my buckle coming undone has my cock twitching in my underwear. It’s already throbbing and ready for her.
Once she has the zipper down, she slides my pants to my ankles, and I step out of them, kicking them to the corner. Her hand slides back up my legs until she reaches my boxers.
“Take them off, too,” I say.
With her intense gaze on my face, she slips her soft fingers under the elastic and pulls them down. My cock pops out, falling forward and aiming directly toward her.
“Get on your knees and open your mouth, Miss Green.”
She drops slowly to the floor, gazing up at me until her face is in line with my cock. Her bottom lip falls open, and her soft pink tongue peeks out. Holding my cock at the base, I rest it against her cheek, watching the way her eyes close and she revels in the weight of my shaft on her face.
Gently, I run the head of my dick across her lips and over her nose as if I’m marking her with my scent. Mine, it says to anyone who dares to touch her or come near her. She’s taken.
As I slide my cock into her mouth, I let out a rasping moan as I’m engulfed in the wet heat. She closes her lips around me and slathers my cock up, sucking me slowly like a sensual worship.
Her hands stay on her lap as she lets me use her mouth, easing in and out. We’re not rushing toward a climax. We’re savoring every second.
But as the intensity of my pleasure escalates, I pull my cock out and take a breath.
Reaching down, I hold her chin and force her to look up at me. “I want to fuck you, Miss Green. It’s not a punishment, though. Do you understand?”
“I understand,” she whispers.
“I need to hear you say it. Yes or no?”
“Yes. You can fuck me.”
Those words slide down my spine like honey. I practically melt to the floor myself from how good it feels to hear her say that.
“I want you to,” she adds sweetly.
“Then get on the bed for me,” I say. “Flat on your back. Spread your legs and let me look at you.”
She crawls to the bed and climbs up, stretching out in the middle of my king-size bed. Her legs butterfly open, and I stand at the end, stroking myself as I stare at her.
I want to tell her that I won’t fuck anyone else while I’m in England. It’s a foolish thing to think, let alone say, so I keep my mouth shut. Will I feel the same way months in? Can I make that promise? How do I know I won’t miss Sadie so much it will drive me into someone else’s bed?
