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It was probably a stupid thing to do, but I did it anyway. “Why?”
His fingertips got to work, and his back expanded as he took a deep breath. “Because I said so.”
17
Conway
Dante informed me that the doctor had been by and had successfully administered the shot into Muse’s arm. There was usually a delay, but it wasn’t her time of the month to get pregnant, so she was ready to go.
I was still finishing up my masterpiece.
The white lingerie felt like a rose petal through my fingertips. I had the finest Turkish material flown in overnight so I could make this special piece of clothing. Nicole had retrieved the diamonds from my favorite jeweler, collecting all the flawless gems that I could sew onto the small straps of the material.
I wanted my muse to look more beautiful than she ever had.
If she wanted a special night, I would give it to her—this one time.
I’d broken the one rule I always held—no kissing. But when she turned into my mouth and gave me such soft lips, my restraint slipped. All I could think about was how good she felt, how much my lips ached for hers. I’d fantasized about kissing her, dreamed of touching her like that, and once it was happening, I couldn’t stop it.
I completely lost control.
It’d been over five years since I kissed a woman like that. Every other act of affection was a kiss on the cheek or the shoulder. But the kiss I had with Muse compensated for my long abstinence. It was the best kiss I’d ever had, the deepest and most erotic.
I never wanted it to end.
I’d eaten her pussy, tasted her skin, and felt her warm mouth around my length. But I’d never been as hard as I was when I kissed her. My fingers burned as I touched her soft hair. My breathing turned haywire, rugged and out of control. My finger was in her wet pussy, but that wasn’t even the best part.
The kiss was the best part.
I felt her mutual arousal, felt the way she gripped me with her nails. And her pussy…was so fucking wet.
I could have fucked her then, and she wouldn’t have stopped me.
But I knew if I did this right, she would be mine forever. She would listen without pause. She would obey blindly. She would be even more indebted to me than she already was. If I gave her this one favor, it could result in a lifetime of convenience.
Once the piece of lingerie was completed, created to her exact measurements, I hung it up on the mannequin. It was a piece of art, simple, elegant, and pure. Muse was my woman now, and I wanted her to wear something spectacular as I took her innocence. I wanted her to be bedded the way all women wanted to be bedded.
I wanted her to feel special.
* * *
I waited for her on the terrace by the pool. The sun was about to go down, and there was a chilled bottle of my family’s wine on the table. Despite the importance of the evening, I was in a black t-shirt and jeans.
Didn’t see the point in dressing up if I was just going to take everything off anyway.
Dante led Muse outside to join me for dinner, a single candle on the table along with a red rose.
She was in the black dress Dante left on her bed. It was dropped off by Nicole, who was ordered to pick up something nice but sexy. It was a backless dress that was tight over all the curves of her body. It showed off her petite waist, incredible tits, and her nice hips.
Muse was a smart woman, so she must have connected the dots by now.
She knew what would happen once dinner was over.
This time, she wouldn’t say no.
I pulled out the chair for her, being a gentleman for the special occasion. Once she was in her seat, I gently scooted her in before I returned to my seat. I placed the linen napkin over my lap, and I poured the wine.
Her hair was in big curls, and they trailed down her chest. She wore the diamond earrings I gave her as well as the diamond necklace around her throat. She looked like the mistress every man would dream of, gorgeous and perfect.
She was all mine.
I didn’t give a damn about dinner or the breathtaking view we got to enjoy.
There was only one view I looked forward to.
She rested her hands in her lap and held my gaze, seeming unaffected by the plans we had for the evening. Maybe she felt like she had some power now that I’d agreed to kiss her. Maybe that gave her the sense of value that she needed to rationalize what she was doing. This situation was anything but rational.
