Page 57 of Risking it All

I’d been waiting for him to get home to assemble the sandwiches, so after putting them together and adding my special sauce, I put Sawyer’s plate in front of him.

“How did the meeting go?” I asked, walking back over to finish making my plate.

“Who said I had a meeting?” he quizzed.

“I just assumed. You said you needed to talk to Reed. I figured you needed to see him in person.”

“It was cool.”

“Did you talk to him?” I asked carefully.

“Yes, and don’t worry; he knows not to tell anybody that he knows where you are.”

“Do you trust him?”

“I do,” Sawyer said before biting into one of his sandwiches.

“I don’t, but I trust you,” I told him as I walked over to sit next to him.

“Good,” he said, kissing the side of my head before returning to his meal. “This is good as fuck, by the way. I don’t know what all this is on these fries, but it works.”

“Thank you.”

We ate lunch over small talk about a little bit of everything. He reminded me about the movie he picked out that I fell asleep on. I reminded him that he wouldn’t even watch the movie I suggested. Once we were done eating, I reached for Sawyer’s plate, and he swatted my hand down.

“I’ll wash dishes later, Z. You cooked,” he said, grabbing my plate and taking them both to the sink.

“OK.” I agreed.

It was refreshing that he wanted to pitch in. Sawyer had done more than enough for me, but I wasn’t going to turn down letting him wash dishes.

“I’m about to brush my teeth. Can I have you for dessert?”

His question made me blush. I rolled my eyes to try to hide it, but there was no use.

“You go pick something for us to fall asleep watching. I’ll be right there.”

“It’s the middle of the day.”

“It don’t matter what time it is. I can’t watch TV on a full stomach. I want to eat you until I’m satisfied and pass out right after. The TV is just for background noise.”

I shook my head. “Ridiculous.”

As promised, Sawyer pleased me with his mouth until I could barely stand it before sliding up my body and falling asleep on my stomach. I stroked his hair, nodding off to sleep myself. He looked so peaceful that I didn’t want to wake him up, but I needed to clean myself up.

My whole bottom half was wet after he ate my pussy and ass like he hadn’t just had a whole meal. I made quick work of getting myself together, but when I made it back to the living room, Sawyer was already sitting up on the couch.

“Come here, mama,” he said, extending his arms for me to walk into them.

I walked over to him, settling against him as he pulled me into his lap. It felt so natural to let him wrap his arms around me and nuzzle his nose into my neck.

“I know you’re angry with Reed, but he wants to help me fix this. He’s worried about you.”

“It’s mighty convenient that he’s worried now.”

“I don’t think he realized the gravity of how his decision would affect you. I still told him I was going to kick his ass.” He chuckled.

“I wasn’t as angry at him about choosing someone else as I was about how everyone looked at me differently afterward. I was a prize before he told the world he didn’t want me. Every man in the organization looked at me like a trophy. Then suddenly, I wasn’t even a consolation prize. It was like they all suddenly realized that I was defective. After a while, I started to believe them. I hated him. I hated the whole system. I even hated myself.”