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“Kneel down, Zoe. I want to fuck your mouth.”
Obediently, she does as I say. But I’m surprised when, after just licking the head of my cock, she takes me deep.
The feeling of her hot tongue, her soft, hungry mouth engulfing me, is so good that I’m afraid I can’t stand it.
I never let others hold the reins during sex, but seeing her beingbrave enough to take the initiative is turning me on.
I thrust my hips forward, and she gasps, but soon enough, she gets the hang of it.
“Just like that. Take me whole, Zoe. You suck it really good.”
I caress her face, seeing my naked woman swallowing my cock. I pinch her nipple, and she sucks me harder.
I reach my limit.
“I’m going to come. Relax your throat. I want to see you drinking me, love. Swallow it all.”
I hold her face and go deeper. Once, twice, three times, before I pour myself into the warmth of her mouth.
I close my eyes for a second, the intensity of the orgasm knocking me out of orbit.
I bend down and pick her up, placing her in my lap. “You’re not going anywhere anymore, my Zoe. You should never have gone anywhere.”
It’s already morning, and now I see we were pretty optimistic to think we could have any serious conversation in our first forty-eight hours together.
We didn’t leave the room except to eat. I took the opportunity to dismiss the nurse because the doctor had already left.
Zoe left our room to say goodbye to her, and the shyness of realizing what Beth would think made me see how young she still is.
Now, with the house just for us, I make some pasta while she watches me from a stool by the kitchen island.
“Tell me why you left. The serious subject you said we would talk about.”
“It wasn’t because of the money you left in the envelope, although it crossed my mind . . . Anyway . . .”
“I would never offend a woman like that.”
“I know that now, but I’d only known you for a very short time. To be honest, I still don’t know you.” She brushes a strand of hair out of her face. “What I’m trying to say is, yes, I was offended by the money, but I would have left anyway after what I found out.”
“Let’s clear up the money issue. I was going to buy that fleet anyway, which made me, in a way, your employer. You didn’t get paid for the time you worked there. You were in a foreign country, after all the shit you’d been through, and penniless. I didn’t want you to stay with me because you had to but because you chose to. That money, despite being more than stated in your contract, was a security for you.”
“I ended up using it anyway,” she says, cheeks red. “I wouldn’t have been able to leave if I hadn’t. But I’m not sure I understood what you said.”
“You said you didn’t know me well, Zoe. The opposite is also true. I figured that everything that happened between us was mutual but there could come a time when you would want to leave, and you were too shy to talk to me.”
“Since you’re clearing up a few points, let me do that too, Christos. I was very young . . .”
“You still are.”
“Yes, but I knew what I wanted when I agreed to be with you. I would never let a man touch me against my will. It never crossed my mind that money was security for me. I’ve never had a serious boyfriend. And as I said before, that wasn’t what made me leave but rather an error in judgment.”
I drop the knife I’m using to cut the tomatoes and approach her. I’m not easily surprised. “You misjudged me?”
“You introduced yourself as Xander Megalos. That morning, when I called you Xander to your maid, she corrected me, saying that you went by Christos Lykaios. I had heard your name many times in one of the foster homes I lived in. I went through several, as I told you, but in one in particular, there was a little girl. She was quadriplegic after a serious car accident. Her name was Pauline Lambert.”
Ice spreads across my chest. I know who she’s talking about. How could I forget?
Tears run down her cheeks, and I want to comfort her, but I don’t know if that’s what she wants.
