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Chloe’s mom did all she could for me, but I had to take care of me. I’ve been taking care of me ever since. I don’t know how to let that go. Yet, for three months, Clayton has allowed me to do just that.
I lift my hands to cup his face. Such a handsome face. I commit it to memory to keep me warm and safe when he breaks my heart and abandons me. I lower my lashes and shudder. He runs his strong hands up my back, settling midway to give a gentle squeeze.
I open my eyes and let a breath push out past my lips. I nod my head before I have the strength to speak the words I know he wants to hear. I need a few more seconds.
“Say it,” he whispers the demand.
“Show me.”
“Show you what?”
“Show me what my body is capable of,” I amend.
He places his forehead against the side of my face. “You don’t know what you’ve just taken from me,” he says in a pained voice. He swallows hard. In a harder voice, he barks a rough command. “Stand and strip.”
I blink at the harsh and rapid change. I stand, hobbling on my one heel again. I go to kick the shoe from my foot, but he shakes his head no. A dark smile graces his lips, sending a shiver through me.
I reach behind me for the zipper of my corset, releasing it slowly. It falls to the floor, and I reach for my panties. I shift my hips from side to side as I wiggle free of the fabric. The scrap of damp fabric floats to the floor.
I stare back at Clayton, fully dressed in his tux. Not a stitch of clothing out of place. His relaxed position makes me squirm on my feet. He can’t possibly understand how sexy he looks without so much as trying.
It doesn’t register with me that I’m waiting until he lifts his hand, beckoning me forward. Still in one shoe, I move to him, feeling awkward. He moves his hands to my hips, stopping me before him.
He stands, towering over me. I tip my head back to look up at him. He moves us so my back is to the swing. My bottom hits the seat gently and Clayton is on a knee before me.
He glides his hands up the backs of my calves and back down again. It dawns on me I’m not sitting on the cuffs I’d seen in the seat earlier when I hear the clinging sound and feel the cool metal around the ankle of my shoeless foot.
His eyes drop to my hands in a wordless command for me to put them at my sides to be cuffed as well. I oblige him. Swiftly my hands are restrained with the cuffs attached to the chair swing.
Clayton grasps my hips, tugging me forward in the seat. My butt meets the very edge. Next thing I know, my free leg is over Clayton’s suited shoulder.
He dives in like a man possessed. His warm mouth consumes me. I’m hyperaware of his touch. It’s all over, but not. Never have I had my pussy eaten to the point that my entire body feels like it’s being stroked at once.
I flex my foot over his shoulder, the toes of my cuffed leg digging into the rug. The movement sends the swing rocking and swaying. It’s the most amazing feeling of my life. He’s gone down on me hundreds of times, but never like this. I feel like he’s trying to suck my secrets out through my core.
“Clay,” I moan.
His answer is a long lick from my crack up through my folds. I go to reach for his hair, only to be reminded of the cuffs attached to my wrists. The slight bite into my flesh and his simultaneous sucking at my clit, sends my body into convulsions.
He doesn’t stop, that was just to prime me up. He continues to eat me up, but just when my orgasm surges and gets ready to hit, he backs off, looking up at me as he slowly licks his lips. Panting, I watch him.
He reaches to run his fingers through my soaked petals. Lifting his digits to my lips, he nods for me to open my mouth and take them in. I open, allowing him to stick his long fingers between my lips.
“Do you see how good you taste?” his voice is so husky. A total turn-on.
I nod while sucking his fingers clean. He pulls them from my mouth with a pop. Then reaches for his bow tie, tugging it free, tossing it behind him when it’s loosened from around his neck. Turning his head toward my leg over his shoulder, he begins a trail of kisses. Moving randomly around my skin, he’s prolonging the anticipation.
