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Will that be enough?
She puts the beer to her lips and drinks. I watch, while she knows full well I want that mouth wrapped around my cock.
“Only six months left?” I ask her.
She smiles. “Yep. If you want me.” She puckers her lips. “Six months left.”
Fuck, well, I didn’t see that coming, thought I’d gotten away with it. But no, she always has something up her sleeve. I guess six months will work.
“I get to have you, and you can’t touch anyone else,” I tell her, pulling the beer from her hand.
“I agree, but neither can you.”
Reaching for her leg, I turn her so the stool scrapes on the floor and she’s now facing me. Leaning in, my lips inch closer to her, then she speaks.
“The contract will be done?” she asks, her eyes flicking from my lips to my eyes. She licks her lips, and I stand, reaching for her.
“Yes, the minute my hands are free, I will send her a message.”
Lottie’s hand stops me from grabbing her, so I pause on her thighs.
“No. Do it now.”
Lifting my hands away from her gorgeous skin, I send a quick email outlining what to do, and show her then click send. Placing my cell on the counter, I reach for her again.
“No cameras?” she asks, looking around. “You don’t plan to entrap me again, do you?” She smiles, but I can see there’s worry behind those green eyes.
“No. I swear I’ll never do that again.”
“Thank you.” Lottie scoots forward so I can lift her. Her legs wrap around my waist, and she offers me a shy smile. “It’s been a while.”
I start walking with her in my arms. “Who was your last?”
She looks down between us when she answers, seemingly shy about her answer. “You.”
Her answer takes me by surprise, but even more so, her honesty. I didn’t think for a minute she’d say that.
“That makes it even better,” I reply, opening the door to my room.
Lottie doesn’t stop looking at me as I position her on the bed, her legs leaving my waist. Reaching for my shirt, I undo the buttons quickly and kick off my shoes one by one, pulling my belt free so my pants hang loose, then I step up to her.
“This isn’t right, I don’t like you,” she says, shaking her head while her eyes stay locked on my body, she is trying to tell herself a lie.
Stepping closer, I reach for her dress and pull a sleeve down, her tit hangs out, and she doesn’t care. Not once does she look down to cover it. I like that about her.
“You don’t have to like me; you just have to fuck me.”
“Well, why do you still have pants on?” she asks, standing and dropping her dress to the floor. She stands in front of me now, naked. How the fuck did I not know she had no underwear on earlier? If I did, I wouldn’t have been able to control myself, so it’s probably a good thing.
Dropping my pants to the floor, I step closer and push her back, she bounces on the bed, her tits perfectly on display and needing my attention.
Bringing her legs apart, she slides her hand down to the front of her pussy.
“Do you plan to stare or touch?” she asks she flicks her hair over shoulder and the simple action pushes her tits up higher.
Goddamn, I remember her being feisty, it’s one of the reasons I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Plus, she tasted like the sweetest treat I’ve ever had.
I wanted her again and again at the time.
