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Shaken to the core, I took a beat to get my thoughts straight. Then I rose and took her smooth, warm chin in my fingers. She looked up at me and I thought I saw her breath hitch as I stroked her face with my thumb.
“Those men won’t make you feel good, Clara,” I said gently. “You know that.”
Her lips parted. I felt her heartbeat, throb like electricity through the air.
“Do you?” she whispered.
“Do I what?”
“Do you make women feel good?”
The truth was yes, I did. There was nothing I enjoyed more than giving oral. I loved the taste of it, the musky smell of it, the silkiness of a woman’s sex against my mouth. I lived for the rush of orgasm, the begging, the whimpering, the crying out for God.
I could get off just from eating pussy. I had before, on purpose and more than once.
I cleared my throat as I felt my cock twitch in my pants. I needed to change the subject now.
“I’m not discussing my sex life with you,” I said, not unkindly.
“Merrick—”
I released her and went to the bedroom to retrieve one of my shirts. She was standing there, her arms wrapped around her body, chewing on her mouth when I got back. I passed the t-shirt to her and she took it gingerly.
“Cover yourself with this shirt and go to your room,” I said. “I’m going to fix the mess you made downstairs. I’ll be back at eleven and I expect you to make a full, sincere apology to me.”
Her lower lip trembled and I had to steel myself. She needed to learn that there were consequences to her actions.
“But—”
“Clara,” I said. “Go to your room now.”
She wanted to argue, I saw it flash in her eyes. Instead, she made the smart choice and pulled the t-shirt on and flounced into her bedroom. I took a moment to gather myself and realized I was hard.
Fuck, had she seen that?
What was wrong with me that she had gotten me hard? With the exception of her birthday party, she’d never once aroused me that much. And yet, I was throbbing against the zipper of my pants.
Maybe it was just the thought of eating pussy that had gotten me so hard.
I went into my bathroom and shut the door, despite being alone. There was something shameful about the erection I had. Because despite what my brain told me, my body knew that it was Clara, my ward, that I was hard for.
I took my phone out and halfheartedly found some porn.
But I didn’t fucking want porn.
I turned my phone off and set it aside. I met my own gaze and made a choice, a pact with myself, that I would indulge myself this one time. And never again.
My hand braced against the door frame and I unzipped my pants. My eyes closed and I let my brain take over, showing me what I desperately ached to see.
Clara on her back, her soaked bikini sticking to her body.
My hands slipping under the strings. Tugging the flimsy fabric aside. Revealing her soft pussy, nestled between her thighs. Bare from laser. I knew she’d gotten laser hair removal because I saw her credit card bills.
Fuck, I paid her credit card bills.
I paid for her pussy to be all soft and naked.
Her bills came right to me, stacked up on my desk. I tried to give her privacy, but I still saw what I was paying for sometimes.
