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"Yandy?" I repeat, liking the way it rolls off my tongue.
“Is Ari a working name or something?” I ask her. I had figured long ago she would use a different name for her clients, and I feel honored she revealed to me the name of the real person beyond her profession.
“Yes. It’s my middle name, and I use it for work,” she admits.
I kiss Yandy again, heartfelt, fully able to appreciate the magnitude of the trust it shows for her to be so honest with me. I keep kissing Yandy, too, until I feel the sharp sting of a punch to my arm.
"Ow!" I complain, rubbing at the spot. "What was that for?"
"Since I’m being honest, I want you to be honest too. What's your name?" Yandy demands. “Blaze is a hot name, but what’s your real one?”
I grin. Right, I'd kind of forgotten Yandy didn't already know this. She probably thinks I gave her a fake name, too.
"It actually is Blaze," I say. "Blaze Wells. You’ve been calling me the right name all along."
Yandy snorts a bark of laughter, even though her eyebrows knit with something strange.
"You should pick a better pseud next time, Blaze."
"There won't be a next time," I tell her sincerely.
She takes the hidden message from what I’m saying. “I hope not. I don’t want there to be anyone other than you either,” she mutters.
“Stop working then. Stay with me,” I whisper near her ear as I bite down on her earlobe. “I will take care of you, now and forever. All that I have, I will share with you.” None of what I’m saying is planned, so I know it’s coming from a sincere place. I want this woman here with me, and I want her forever.
“Blaze, what I do is more complicated than you think.”
“If someone is making you go out there, tell me his name. I will get rid of him by tomorrow. Trust me, I have my ways,” I tell her, my blood boiling over at the thought of someone forcing her to sell her body.
“I will tell you everything, soon,” she says and leans into me, kissing my lips.
“Tell me now,” I breathe out, then breathe in her intoxicating scent. I regularly dream of becoming one with her, and this moment is no different as my cock springs to life over the aroma of her invigorating scent.
“In due time, Blaze.”
I decide not to press her, knowing she reveals everything on her own time anyway.
“I want you naked, Yandy,” I say, loving the way her real name sounds rolling off my tongue. “I want you naked and in my bed.”
“Not as much as I want you naked and in the bed,” she says and begins to strip out of her clothes.
I help her out of her jacket, then step back to watch her peel off a purple sweater dress. I want to help her with her clothes too, but that would ruin the beauty of her doing it nice and slow right in front of my eyes. I feel like the luckiest man alive when she stands before me wearing only her purple panties.
“Blaze, now that I’m naked, what are you going to do with me?” she asks in a sultry voice. A clear sign that she aches for me to be buried deep inside of her as much as I ache to be inside of her. That detail sends a healthy flow of blood to my manhood, and he’s fully ready.
“Oh, I can think of some things to do to you,” I say.
“Is that so?” she asks, turning around to bend and take off her panties seductively. Her butt cheeks spread beautifully. Then, she backs her ass up to press against my cock.
I feel like a caveman trying to relieve myself of my pants and boxers as quickly as humanly possible.
She looks back at me and giggles, but before she can get a good laugh in my hardness is resting against her slick entrance. I grip her hips and thrust into her, reuniting us in our most perfect union by sheathing my manhood with her tight, gushy center. This is our first time uniting without a barrier, and it feels like heaven.
She moans out my name, the sound alone making me give her my all. I growl against her ear as I lean into her and write my name all over her walls. She will remember no man other than me if it’s the last thing I do while here on Earth.
“Blaze, I love…this…so much,” she murmurs, barely able to speak the words clearly.
I plunge into her heat over and over again, biting down on my bottom lip as I try not to explode from the feel of taking her without a barrier. Yandy is soft inside, and her juices coat my manhood and leak down her legs and mine.
