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“My lawyer likely sent him. Probably checked and saw that we didn’t have one for you. I didn’t know he was going to do that. I didn’t tell them to. It was all new information when you texted me about it.”

“Do you want me to sign it?”

“My honest answer would be yes. But it has nothing to do with our relationship, but more of protecting both you and I. Protecting my business and my discreet life. Yet, I won’t insist on you doing it. I want our relationship to feel more than just a contract.”

I grab my purse and pull out the envelope. I grab a pen and scroll my signature on the line where it’s requested and push it toward him.

“I didn’t come here to have you sign that.” He looks at the paper and sighs.

“I know. And thank you for that. But, you’re right. You have to protect yourself. That’s a peace of mind that you need to have. In the off-chance that, like you said last night, we break up. And I want you to feel assured of that. This holds no bearing on our relationship. To me, it’s just a piece of paper. But I need you to know that I will protect you. Now and forevermore.”

His hand covers the paper, and he looks torn, then looks up.

“I love you.”

“What?”

He moves around the counter and pulls me against him.

“I love you. And not because you signed this. Honestly, I mean it, I didn’t care if you did or didn’t. But I just got this intense feeling that I needed to share that I love you, with you. I love you, Denise, forevermore.”

His lips lower on mine and I accept. My arms wrap around his back and pull him as equally against me. His fingers reach the hem of my shirt and I feel him pulling up my shirt. I momentarily free myself as the fabric is pulled over my head, and I quickly remove his shirt. My hands move to his belt buckle with our bodies humming with the need to be naked together.

Moments later, the last article of clothing was at my feet and Miller wraps his arm around my back and lowers me to the couch. His body blankets over mine, and I feel his warmth against my skin.

His hand moves up my ribcage and cups my breast while his tongue dances with mine. He pulls me up and we switch positions, with him sitting and me sitting astride him. His mouth moves between my breasts, paying special attention to each, respectively. He takes both breasts in his hands and places his head between the valley and squeezes my breasts to his face while he tongues my skin. His cock bounces between my legs, eager to be seated within. I sit up on my knees, grab his cock, stroke him, then place him at my entrance, and sink down slowly.

A light moan escapes his lips.

“Fuck. We need to move to the bedroom, but your pussy feels perfect.”

I say nothing while I use his shoulders for leverage as I push up and down on him.

“Denise?” He pleads.

I stop and move off of him. We both stand, and I run into the bedroom with him close on my heels.

I grab his arm and pull him to lie down. Once he does, I climb on top of him.

He moves underneath me, and I take both my bent legs and place them on top of his thighs. His hands press down on my hips while he pistons into me, my breaths catch in my throat at the pleasure ripping through my body. I press on my knees while I take control and his hands rest on my ass. One pulls back and he slaps my skin, leaving a sting so wonderful.

His hands move up my body and down both sides of my neck to my jawline. He kisses me hard while his cock fucks me.

“Move up.” He breaks away and instructs me.

I move up his body with my pussy hovering over his mouth. I feel his tongue lash out as he runs it through. His Arms wrap around my thighs and he pulls me against his mouth. His tongue teasing my clit. I lean forward and place my arms on my pillows while he swallows me whole.

His tongue darts in and out of me, then I feel pressure again on my clit, and the sensations are getting overwhelming. I lean up and his arms reach and grasp my breasts again while he eats me from below.

“Oh fuck, yeah. Eat my pussy. Just like that. Yeah.” I moan.

Shocked at how vocal I’m being. I hear him groan in pleasure, with his hands moving to my hips to guide my movements.

“Use my face. Use my face.” I press against his face, with his tongue lapping me up. “Yeah, use me.”

I move as his hands hold me down. I’m about to come, but I want to savor as much of this as I can and move down his body again.

His lips taste like me as I kiss him.

His cock feels perfect while it fucks me.

And his heart is mine, as he loves me.

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