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“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” I waggle my brows, and she stops squirming and focuses on me—she knows I’m teasing her. “The windows are tinted on the outside, babe, no one can see us.”
The frown line between her eyes is so cute. “I didn’t know,” she mutters, and slaps my arm and I chuckle.
She says my name, all throaty, and I press my forehead against hers. “Don’t worry, baby, they are. I wouldn’t let anyone see what is mine.”
Her eyes widen at the confession. I grab her hips, and without warning, I impale her on my cock while the corner of my mouth hikes up.
“Fuck,” she screams. “Sum, give a girl some warning next time,” she growls, her fingers disappearing in my long hair and tugging my head back so she can nip at my bottom lip.
I grin. “Next time, maybe,” I drawl, smiling against her cheek.
She cries out while I swirl my hips, and I ram up again, loving how she feels and the noises and moans she makes. I hold her up and slam inside her tight pussy over and over, while she shivers in my arms. Her legs are wrapped tightly around my waist, and with her fingers in my hair, I groan. Licking down and across her breasts, I love the taste of her nipple on my tongue. Her nails rake over my shoulders while I balance her on my cock. Making it hurt so good as the endless rhythm of me fucking her fills the room. Screwing her over and over with deep powerful thrusts, I grind my teeth, holding her up and watching as she shatters for me as my cock teases in and out of her wet pussy stretched tight over my dick.
“Summer, fuck-k-k,” she yells, tugging on my hair as her body convulses from pleasure.
I can’t hold back any longer as I shove in deep, it hurts the way she’s milking my cock. I want to fill her up so good, with my cum spilling out of her pussy. I press my thumb on her clit and she squeals her next release against my chest, clenching around me over and over while I roar with my own. I press my hand against the window, holding her up with my other, my legs shaking from the sensation. I’m spent, and I stumble back with her still impaled on my cock and sit on the couch, collapsing back with her on top of me.
“Are you okay?” she asks, struggling to breathe like I am.
Sweat is dripping down the sides of my face, my hair sticking to my temples. I find a hoodie hanging over the couch and hand it to her. “Put it on,” I grunt out. I need to create some distance between us. I need to let her go. She doesn’t belong in my world, and I don’t belong in hers. This is where we end.
“What is happening?” she asks, pulling the sweater over her head. I’m still inside of her, and fuck, I want to stay like this forever. The thought alone scares me. I’m never scared, but having her in my life means I have a weak spot now. I’ve made so many enemies, we have become the standard, and they’ll make sure she suffers to get to me. They can’t take her, so the only option is walking away before they’ll hurt her.
“Get off,” I say, pushing her up and off me. Picking my pants from the floor, I jump into them, tucking my semi-hard cock inside while I swear under my breath. Running both hands through my hair, I walk to the windows I fucked her against and sigh.
“Tomorrow, I’ll have a car bring you back. I know we still have a couple days left till your contract ends but I have meetings I can’t miss. I’ve already missed too many,” I drawl, pretending I’m looking outside while I’m focusing on her in the reflection of the windows. She clutches at her neck and closes her eyes for a second.
“What just happened, Sum?” she whispers, pushing the sweater down and over her legs. She’s so small, and now, with the bruises I gave her, I can’t help but wonder if I’m as bad as her ex was. I scrub at my face, I know I took it too far. I know she can’t love a man like me. No one ever did, and no one ever will. I carry too much with me. I deal in chances, I’m a king in the shadows without a heart, and I can’t afford for her to draw the card I could never find. That’s never been the shape of my heart. I’m a man who wears countless masks, I’ve worked too hard to get here, and I can’t let love fuck it up. I can’t afford to lose this game we’re playing.
“Tomorrow everything will be settled,” I mumble, not daring to look at her, because if I do, I’ll tie her up and keep her hostage here forever.
“I know we will end in three days, but I thought…” she begins, her feet touching the carpet while she stands.
Turning around, I lean against the glass, pushing my shaking hands in my pockets, else I might grab her and haul her back to my room and fuck her until the morning light shines through. “You should sleep in the downstairs bedroom, I’ll be gone early in the morning.”
“Okay.” She nods, holding her head high. She went from being a little badass kitten to a tiger in the span of a month of her being here. And fuck, I’m going to miss her, but I need to let her go.
“So, this is it?” she asks, crossing her arms in front of her chest. “I’ve paid my debt?”
“Yes, this is it,” I reply, staring her down. “You’re done, kitten.”
“I don’t owe you anymore?” she asks, her voice hard.
“No, you’re free. You paid your debt with me,” I tell her, walking up to her and taking her cheeks between my hands. Kissing her forehead, I let my lips linger on her skin, wanting to keep her, wanting her to ask me if she can stay. She needs to ask me, because if I do it, she’ll see it as another order, another debt she needs to pay.
“I’m…” she begins, not finishing her sentence. “I guess this is it,” she says, her voice strong. “I’ll make sure to take everything with me when I leave.” And with that, she turns around and heads down the hall, while Cat follows her. She stops, and her shaking hand hovers above the doorknob, but she hangs her head and walks inside, closing it firmly behind her.
“That’s it, kitten,” I whisper, leaning my forehead against the glass as the world goes by outside my window.
I wake the next morning with a start. Staring at the clock, I swear under my breath. I slept through my alarm. Grabbing my phone from the nightstand, I check my camera system and sit up. What the hell? Is she gone already? I speed through the footage and watch her get into my driver’s car, taking her back to where she belongs. I look around the room and spot her sketchbook lying next to me. I open it and stare at the picture. There is one of Cat on the couch where he loves to lie in the sun. Taking my breath away is one of me standing in front of the glass windows with the city and river spread before me. It’s beautiful, I think as strands of my hair fall in front of my eyes.
“Fuck,” I whisper as the cat jumps on the bed. “Did I make a mistake letting her go?
FINAL
Three months later
I can’t believe I finally have my own gallery exhibition. I don’t know what happened, I was painting in Olympic Park and someone took a picture of my work that went viral. The week before I walked into the bank to hand over my home, but they said all my debts were paid and I’m now the sole owner. Did he pay it? I tried calling him, but his number was disconnected. I’m grateful, but now I feel like I still owe the mafia guy my life.
