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Seeing the earnestness in his eyes, I realize all over again how unashamedly self-centered I am. I keep taking, and he continues to give selflessly.
I drop my eyes, taking in a shaky breath. “I’m so sorry….”
Seer takes my hand and waits for me to look at him again. “Don’t be, babe. You’re the best thing that’s happened to me in a long time. And when the time comes, even though it’s going to rip my heart apart, I’ll let you go. I promise.”
I bite down on my lip to contain the unexpected pain in my chest as my heart suddenly contracts. Why does hearing him say he’ll let me go make me so sad? It’s what I want… right?
What on earth is wrong with me?
I push aside the building confusion in my heart and smile softly at him. “So, can you tell me why you looked disturbed when you came in earlier?”
Seer’s hand tightens around mine as he sighs heavily and leans back against the headrest. “Anderson Grey wants to see Pocus alone. Whatever the reason for that is, it can’t be good. I have questions for him, and now I wonder if he’s specifically avoiding me. It’s suspicious, you know?”
“What if it was purely a business relationship, like Snake said? It could be as simple as Anderson making a poor investment and your dad buying him out.”
Seer shakes his head slowly. “If there’s anything I know, it’s that Gerald Abner is no businessman. Besides, you don’t just cheat a man like Anderson out of a fortune like that and go scot-free. The whole thing seems fishy.”
I sigh softly and drop my head on his shoulder. “I understand how these might bother you, but what happened to letting go of the things and situations that you can’t help?”
Seer shrugs, his eyes lighting up with amusement. “I’m still kinda easing into that.”
I chuckle silently. “Right. They didn’t build Rome in a day.”
“Something like that,” Seer replies in a light tone. When I felt his lips on the palm of my hand, I realized he hadn't let go of my hand. I glance at our joint hands, my chest filling up with an indescribable emotion. I smile up at him. He wiggles his brows at me, and I burst into laughter.
“What the hell, Seer?”
He chuckles and kisses my hand again. “I like it when you laugh. Especially when you laugh at something I do or say. It makes me think about becoming a clown and working only for you.”
I laugh even harder at the corniness of his words. “Seriously, what the hell, Seer?”
I let out a surprised yelp as he suddenly pulled me onto his thighs, his hands splayed boldly on my ass. Seer’s smile is unapologetic as he captures my lower lip between his teeth. He bites down lightly, squeezing my ass at the same time. I moan softly, melting into him as pleasure runs through me.
“So, mademoiselle,” Seer purrs, trailing his tongue lightly over the sting of his bite. “Can we go back to the part where I was telling you how much I love to be called Papi?”
I nod my head enthusiastically. I’m looking forward to it.
* * *
“God, Nicholas,” I mouth breathlessly, arching against him when he moves to my other breast. Two fingers worked inside me, a little uncomfortable, but nothing I couldn’t handle–as long as he kept his mouth on me, lavishing my breasts with his attention. His thumb rubs around my aching clitoris, and I gasp softly, my eyes rolling back into my head. I’m so close. A staggering pressure builds rapidly inside of me. Powerful. Mind-blowing. It feels like my body is going to be blown to dust when the storm hits. And, just when I thought I would drop dead from an overdose of pleasure, he swings me onto his lap as he moves to the edge of the bed. In one brutal thrust, he sets me down on his length.
“Nicholas!”
His name on my lips is a desperate plea. He plunges deeper, filling me so suddenly, so completely, that my heart almost stops from shock.
He presses me closer to his body. His hands roam over my back and bottom, my breasts, and rubbing against my nipples. His hands are everywhere, and I’m loving every touch. He pulls me back up and then slams me down on his length again. My scream catches in my throat as a pathetic little whimper. I feel like I’m flying, spinning, unsure of where I am–waves of pleasure roll over me. As I feel my body engulfed in a staggering climax, I dig my fingers into his shoulders. I gasp for air, and the orgasm goes on. I’m vaguely aware of his voice, whispering sweet Cajun words in my ear. When I come down from the high, I cling to him, kissing his face and neck. I pull back a little, enjoying the feel of his arms loosely looped around my waist.
“That was mind-blowing,” I say, smiling into his face. My eyelids feel droopy, and my bones are so lax that I could drop to sleep in an instant. “Thanks, Papi.”
“Oh, don’t thank me, love,” he says, running his palms up my naked thighs. I shiver slightly, torched by the huskiness of his voice and the feel of his hand on my skin. “I’m not done with you yet.”
“Ooh,” I mouth, giggling like a silly schoolgirl when he placed me on my back at the edge of the bed. I put my arms out to stop his rapid descent toward my breasts. “Oh, my goodness. Wait,” she cried. “Let me catch my breath.”
He grabs my hands and pinned them to the mattress next to my head. “No waiting,” he mutters in a feral growl. He looks up at me, and my heart skips at the sight of the deep hunger in his magnificent blue eyes. “I want you now, baby.”
I lean forward to cup his face in my hands, caressing his high cheekbones with the pads of my thumbs. “I’m all yours, Cheri.”
He chuckles softly at my imitation of his Cajun accent and captures my mouth in a sweet, languid kiss. I let out a soft moan when he nips my bottom lip, caught up somewhere in between pleasure and pain. But I didn’t have much time to dwell on that as Seer pushed into me, his length slowly eased along by the excessive wetness of my pussy.
