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My nipples hardened and the heat between my thighs was nearly at a fever pitch.
I couldn’t stop driving my pussy against his cock, wanting him to go deeper, desperate for him to not stop.
I was a hungry woman.
I’d never been touched, kissed, made love to, or fucked. All of this was new to me. With one single touch of his lips, he’d awakened me, and I hated and loved it with equal measure. It shouldn’t have been this easy.
All too soon, it was over. Earl broke the kiss, and I wished he hadn’t.
“You’re amazing,” he said.
Another gentle kiss brushed across my lips, and then he eased me off him. As he got up, I sat a little dumbfounded on the bed.
“You might want to get dressed. We’re having dinner in a few minutes.”
What the hell happened?
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Earl
I hadn’t taken care of my orgasm like that in fucking years. I wasn’t a horny teenage boy. I could have women at my disposal with the click of my fingers. They came to me. They always came to me and yet, within minutes of ending the kiss with Ashley, I was in my shower, dick in hand, beating one off. What the fuck was wrong with me? She was willing. I felt the way she pressed against my cock.
She was desperate for it, hungry. I could have had her. The truth was, yes, I wanted her to crave me and to beg me for it, but more than anything, when I finally took her, I didn’t want her to be thinking of this arrangement.
Right now, Ashley believed there was an end in sight to our deal.
There wasn’t.
Once was not going to be enough. She would belong to me. Her entire life was mine. I wanted it all with her. She wouldn’t be able to deal with just how badly I wanted her. Everything would be revealed all in due time. Until then, I had to be happy with just enjoying the time I spent with her. I was trying to build up a relationship, and that shit was fucking hard.
We sat out on deck again. The sun had already set, but the lights from the yacht provided enough illumination for us to enjoy our meal. We were safe and sound. Every time Ashley was out with me, she was always clenching her hand into a fist, terrified. We weren’t near any shark-infested waters. I found her nerves cute. As if I’d do anything to jeopardize her life. She was mine. I sat pondering this as she came toward me.
She was dressed in some shorts and a simple crop top. Her long hair was bound at the back in a ponytail. No makeup. If she was trying to be defiant, she was wrong. I loved her fresh-faced appearance. She looked even more innocent now than ever before.
She took a sip of the water and leaned back.
“You look tired.”
“It has been a long couple of days.” She rubbed at the back of her neck.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. Just a little tension.”
Snapping my fingers, I instructed the nearest woman to give her a back massage.
“No, you really don’t need to do that.”
I ignored her, as did the woman, and she sat there tense, glaring at me.
“Could you please tell her to stop?” Ashley asked.
“Relax.”
“I’m not going to relax.”
“Why?”
“What’s her name?” Ashley asked.
This made me pause. The truth was none of the women who worked for me had names.
“Do you even know?”
The connection we’d experienced back in my room was fading. By bringing the woman closer, it made Ashley even more aware of my dealings in the purchase and sale of women. I was pissed off now.
She leaned back. “What’s your name?”
“I don’t have a name.”
Ashley’s hands clenched. “Please, stop.”
The woman continued.
“Please,” Ashley said.
I clearly wasn’t fast enough. She threw herself out of her chair, forcing the woman to stop. Ashley panted, and in truth, I was enthralled by the passion and lust shining within her gaze.
“You’re fucking sick.” She spun away and left.
Ignoring the woman, I followed after Ashley, who stopped within a few feet, whirled around, and glared at me.
“Stop following me. I don’t want you near me.” She walked backward.
“Ashley, stop this.”
“No. You … how could you?” She put a hand to her stomach. Tears filled her eyes. “There was a time she was someone. A daughter, a girlfriend even. Are all the women here purchased?”
I clenched my jaw.
“What a stupid question. That’s what you do, right? Steal women, then send them off to their fate when they’ve done nothing to you.” Ashley shook her head. Her lip quivered. “Is that what you would have done with Emily?”
“She was supposed to be my wife.”
“Is that what you’re going to do to me? All this niceness fooling me. At the end of it, why would you let me go?”
