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I run my tongue right through her slit, and we both moan in unison. Digging my fingers into her thighs to keep her legs spread, I devour her like a starving man.
I lick, suck, and nibble on her clit until she wiggles beneath me, lifting her hips to get closer to my face. I peek over her flat stomach and between her breasts to see her expression.
Her eyes are closed, and her lips are parted. Her chest heaves, and her hands are wrapped around the headboard rails as if she needs something to hold on to.
Running my tongue down her slit, I dip it into her cunt, drawing another moan from her lips. She is so fucking tight that even my tongue won’t go in far.
Her thighs quiver around my shoulders, and I know she’s going to come soon. I go back to the small bundle of nerves and give it my full attention, circling my tongue around it before sucking hard.
Her back arches off the bed as she falls apart. Her body tightens, and she tries to close her thighs as her release coats my tongue. I keep her spread open so I can lick her pussy clean. I want every drop.
After her moment, her body goes slack, but she continues to breathe heavily as if she just ran a marathon. I sit up so I can take in her sated body. Her pussy is glistening with wetness, and her clit is red and swollen. I can’t wait to finally fuck her. Soon…
Her face is flushed, and her eyes are still closed as she’s trying to catch her breath, but they fly open when I start moving off the bed. She watches me with hooded eyes while I take out the key from my pocket and unlock her cuffs.
Silently, she rubs at her wrists and closes her legs like she’s suddenly feeling shy.
“Come on, I got us some lunch. I just wanted to eat my dessert first.” I smirk, making her cheeks turn even redder.
I climb off the bed, adjusting my dick to get a little bit more comfortable. Monroe scurries off the bed too, grabbing her discarded sweatpants and putting them on in a hurry.
She goes to use the bathroom and wash up before I walk her to the dining room area. She takes a seat, and I enter the attached kitchen to grab two bottles of water and some silverware. My house has an open floor plan so I can watch her from anywhere in the living area.
“You can unwrap the food and see which one you like the best,” I tell her as I take the seat next to her.
She peeks into the bag and grabs one of the sandwiches and a small bowl of soup. I hand her the spoon, and she digs in as soon as she pops the lid open.
I grab the remaining sandwich out of the bag and unwrap it. We both eat in silence, but I can’t help watching her. Even the way she eats his fucking sexy. The way she wraps her lips around the spoon and the way her tongue darts out to lick the mayo from the corner of her mouth. Everything she does is driving me insane. I need to think about something else before I swipe the food off the table and fuck her senseless.
“Tell me about yourself. Why are you afraid of small spaces?”
She puts down the last bite of her sandwich. “I’m pretty sure everyone is afraid to be locked in a small, dark space.”
“Probably yes, but I feel like it was more for you. You looked like you were about to have a panic attack just from me mentioning being locked in the trunk.”
“How long am I supposed to stay here?” She obviously tries to change the subject. I let her get away with it for now, but I know there is more to the story, and I will know the answer eventually.
“How long?” She presses for an answer, so I give her one. The only one I can think of.
“Indefinitely.”
8
Monroe
Indefinitely? Did he just say indefinitely? He can’t be serious. There is no way he expects me to stay here. My mouth opens to say something, but I can’t think of an answer to that. What the hell do I tell him? A simple no is obviously not going to work with this man. So instead of saying anything, I simply sit there with my mouth hanging open like a fish out of water.
I’m so lost in my own head—trying to make sense of this situation I’m in—that I almost jerk myself off the chair when a loud ringing fills the room. I clutch my chest as my heart beats furiously against my rib cage in shock.
“It’s just the doorbell. Calm down, sugar.” Alaric gets up from the chair and pats my shoulder as he passes me.
