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“About us, of course, I’m sure,” she says, and her hands cover mine. She tries to reassure me with her smile, but I don’t return it.
“You’ll never understand, Hayes, how badly I need to get there on my own. I know you’re not him. I know you’d never humiliate me like that, but I also need to be able to feel at peace when I lay my head down at night. That will come from knowing that I got a job because I deserved it and not because anyone helped me,” she pleads with me to understand.
And, I do understand. I just don’t like it.
“You lying next to me without me having to think about what time we’re leaving for the airport the next day would go a long fucking way to doing that for me,” I snap.
She snags her floating dark green bikini top and smiles up at me. “Come here,” she says and steps out of the tub.
“So, I’ll visit?” she asks and I look up at her. Her eyes are pools of blue destiny, and I can see my future in them.
“Yes, but please let me send my plane,” I say.
“How about you just buy an economy class ticket?” she asks, and I stop and place my hands on her shoulders and turn her to face me.
“You’re going to have to be comfortable with the fact that I have money. I’m not ashamed of it. I’m going to spend it. And sometimes it will be in frivolous ways that are simply about making my life simpler. We grew up differently. My world is different. And there are parts of being in it that aren’t always comfortable, but they’re necessary.”
“Necessary for what?” she asks.
“To preserve order. To preserve the legacy my ancestors built. To repair the damage that’s been done by the vacuum of leadership my father’s death created.”
“What will your legacy be, Hayes?” she asks and crosses her arms over her chest.
“I don’t know. It’s larger than me. My family, what I do with my time as head of it will be here long after I’m gone. And my stewardship of it will determine its future. When I was a boy, my father used to recite a line from Shakespeare’s Antony and Cleopatra. Have you read it?”
“No, only Romeo and Juliet in high school,” she responds.
“Antony and Cleopatra’s basically the same story but with adults and in a historical setting. Anyway, my father would recite this line from it and tell me that it was the way any great leader thought about their responsibility.” I close my eyes and recite from memory.
“‘Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me.’ She was talking about dying for what she believed in. But I think of it as believing in something that will outlive you and making sure it does your name justice”
“My uncle has forgotten that. He’s been thinking about right now for so long, he’s lost sight of the future. The next few months are going to be intensely focused on trying to correct its course. But I want to focus on you, too,” I say.
“I’ll visit. With the intent on scoping it for a move,” she says.
“You’ll like it,” I say.
“I don’t doubt it’s a place I’ll like very much,” she says and smiles at me with a plea for understanding in her eyes.
“Fine,” I say and let it go because I don’t want to fight about it anymore.
“Now, come on—I have plans for you.” She pulls me to standing. “Don’t let me forget to drain this in the morning. Mama uses it almost every night she’s home, and I’d hate for her to be soaking in your cum tomorrow night,” she says and then she saunters off, that round, sweet ass completely bare as her bikini nestles into the hot crevices of her body.
Speaking of places we like very much … I catch up with her in three strides, snag her around the hips, and hoist her over my shoulders.
She starts to pummel them right away. “Put me down,” she shrieks through a giggle. “This is my seduction, Hayes Rivers.” She wiggles and rolls.
“Oh, my Tesoro.” I tighten my grip on her and smack her ass just hard enough that I know she’ll be distracted by the sting and turned on by the promise in it. “This seduction is all me,” I tell her and open her bedroom door. I toss her onto the pile of crumpled sheets on the bed.
I pull my cock out of my shorts and run my fist up the length. Her tongue darts out and she swipes it across her pink, plush lower lip.
“Take it off. All of it,” I command.
“Yes, baby.” She spreads her legs so she’s on full display.
“For the rest of the world, you’re strong. Everywhere else, you’re untamable. But here, you’ll let me have whatever I want, won’t you?” I ask.
“Yes, anything,” she says.
