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“Jesus,” she says under her breath.
“On the surface, we appeared like such a normal family. Suburbs, two kids, a dog, a white picket fence.” I huff. “Normal. Normal is deadly. It’s why I detest it. Normal hides the dark secrets that lurk beneath the surface. No dark secrets with me now. I allow the darkness to be revealed in everything I do. I will never conceal that side of me because if so, I’ll be flying off that cliff once again.”
Speaking out loud about something I haven’t told a soul feels like a punch to the gut but also seems to lift a million pounds weighing down on my shoulders. It feels good and bad at the same time. My knee throbs at the memory of having metal rods sticking out of it for months while I lay in a bed alone with all my potential visitors dead at the bottom of a cliff, waves washing up on them.
I had no one. All that was left was a shattered boy who had no choice but to rebuild his life.
But my goal was to rebuild as someone strong and unbreakable. Someone opposite of my father. Someone who wasn’t ordinary but rather… remarkable.
I scoot closer to Lyriope and move my face inches from hers. “So does that answer your question? Do you feel you know more about me?”
She swallows, nods, and diverts her eyes. “I didn’t mean to bring up bad memories.”
“We all have bad memories. We all have fucked up pasts. I just refuse to be that scared and hurt boy in the hospital bed ever again.”
“You’re lucky that you’ve been able to break the hold of your messed up parents,” she says. “I wish I could do that.”
“Mine are dead. I don’t have to face them head on.”
She nods, stares out to the sea, and releases a deep breath.
“Do you have any more questions?” I ask.
She licks her lips and then looks up at me. “When you take my virginity, our contract is over. Then what? What happens to me then? What’s your long-term plan?”
“Well first, our contract is not over. It clearly reads that once I take your virginity, we renegotiate. It’s not over. Simply, a new contract will be put in place.” I lift the corner of my lip and fight back the urge to growl. “And I quite enjoy the signing of the contract.” I run my finger along her jaw, down her collarbone, and dip it down between her breasts.
She blushes but doesn’t pull away or try to stop my touch.
My hands encircle her waist, positioning her body so that I can move up behind her. Using my fingers to massage her neck and shoulders, I suddenly want to give this woman pleasure beyond just erotic.
“And I plan on taking my time before I take your virginity. I like savoring something delicious,” I add.
“What if I don’t want you to take your time?” she asks softly.
Before I can respond, she moves on me again, turning until she’s straddling my lap.
“What if I want you to take it now?” she nearly purrs as her lips inch closer to mine.
I lift her chin with my fingers, forcing her to look at me. “There’s a lot of other things we can do that can be just as fun as fucking. Maybe even more fun.”
Her smoldering eyes lock with mine. “I don’t want to wait.”
I can see the tip of my cock right below the surface of the water and wonder if I’ll be able to resist her another second. The stubborn side of me that likes to stick to a plan wants to wait to claim her fully as mine, but my cock demands satisfaction now.
Scooting forward until my cock rests against her stomach and her nipples brushing my chest, I say, “How badly do you want it?”
Taking her hand, I guide it to my cock… my breath catching when I realize her tiny fingers will not fully reach around my girth.
“You’re so big,” she says, staring down at my cock in her palm, clearly noticing how much I’ve been growing with the thought of being buried inside of her.
I lift her chin, tilting her head back until our gaze meets. “When I fuck a woman, I bury every inch of my cock into her. Mouth, cunt, or ass, it doesn’t matter which one—or all three—I’ll push until there isn’t a single centimeter of me that isn’t buried deep. Are you ready for that?” I smirk. “I’m not sure you are.”
I don’t give her a chance to respond as my mouth crashes down over hers. It’s like the first kiss, one commanding she acquiesces to my desires.
If I meant my words to frighten her, I failed. Instead of being afraid, she clings to my shoulders, pulling me even closer. Opening her mouth to the demand of my tongue running along the seam of her lips, she causes an ache to feel myself deep inside her.
