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Well maybe not at the beginning, but I’ll let that one slide since he’s certainly redeemed himself since. Eventually, I fall asleep with my thoughts still circling the drain, feeling guilty I’m even thinking any of this while Byzantine is doing so much just to see me smile.
Chapter 40
Byzantine
I’vebeenlyingtoSunny. Lying by omission. Still makes me a liar. There’s another reason I brought her here. Did I want to help her escape her life for a while? Of course. But I’m also guiding her right to the inevitable.
Well, hopefully.
From all the lives I’ve remembered spending with her. One has stood out, if only because the memories are that much clearer. Vivid. And because of it, I’ve also remembered the location. A life spent here, in Midnight Cove centuries ago.
The cliff where Gabriel died still looks the same. I came looking for it five years ago thinking it could give me some answers but it only left me empty.
Didn’t stop me from buying a small cottage overlooking that very cliff. Morbid, I know. But it was the only connection I had to her—to him. To whatever soul was linked to mine. Destined to love but also to suffer.
What is more fated than death? I had to die to find Sunny again. And maybe this place is the missing piece for her to remember. Maybe she won’t be haunted by the memories of our past lives like I am but at least something.
Guilt throbs against my skin with the thought of keeping this from her. Not telling her the whole truth. And I can tell she’s picking up on my evasive behavior, but aren’t I always evasive when it comes to Sunny?
I hear the shower running in the en suite and my heart pangs for her. We’ve been tiptoeing around each other for what feels like forever. Both of us harboring secrets from the other. But mine are so much different than hers. Sunny’s are part of her past, secrets she prefers to keep in an effort to protect herself. But mine are about us.
I need to tell her. But I’m a coward and I hope this place will deliver my secrets for me instead.
Sunny strolls into the bedroom, hair still wet and completely naked, the tips of her curls lightly brushing against her dark pink nipples. And I turn fucking feral.
“Sunny,” I groan.
She feigns surprise. “What?”
“Come here.”
Her shoulders straighten as if proud of her little stunt and saunters up to me, acting oh so casual. I’m sitting on the edge of the bed—fully clothed—widening my legs as she tucks herself inside, her thighs hitting the edge of the bed.
Still standing, she looks down at me with a smirk and once again I’m lost. Lost at the sight of her. I could lose myself in her forever.
She places her hands on each side of my shoulders delicately, slowly leaning even closer and catching my bottom lip with her teeth. I reach around and grab her ass with both hands and dig my fingers into her soft flesh. She lets go of my lip, her perfect mouth opening on a silent gasp. I wrap my hands around her thighs and lift her, making her straddle me.
She giggles and gives me a playful shove. “We can’t miss our reservation.”
“Like I give a fuck.”
I raise my hand up to her face, my fingers cradling her cheek as I slowly push my thumb inside her mouth. She wraps her lips around it, our eyes interlocking. The touch of her hot tongue around my thumb makes my cock throb but I keep my face relaxed. Slowly I drag it out of her mouth and reach down beneath her thighs, finding her clit. This time her gasp is audible.
I would make her come every single hour of the day just to hear that sound. And maybe I fucking will. Right now, it’s the only thing on my mind. Her hips grind into me and I just know she’s about to give up on our dinner reservation but instead, she pushes me down on the bed. Her hands on my chest, her elbows locked in place as she gives a sly smirk.
“Isaid—we’re going to be late,” she says as her hips grind against me. “But if you’re a good pet you can watch me get dressed.” She pats my cheek and leans over, her other hand palming my erection, whispering against my ear. “How does that sound?”
Fuck.She’s piqued my curiosity and I can’t help but grin as I let her crawl off of me. My eyes never leave her while she strolls back into the bathroom. I hear the hairdryer turn on and for a few minutes, I just sit on the bed, dick hard and fucking paralyzed. My patience is waning when she finally comes back out, her hair now dry but still naked. She heads over to the vanity, her back to me as I watch her in the mirror.
It takes me a second to realize what she’s up to. With every small movement she takes, she gives me small peeks of what I’m desperately craving. What I’m dying to taste.
She putters around the bedroom, getting ready—pretending I’m not even here.
A dip of her hips while she bends to grab the earrings off the dresser. The reach for her stockings hanging off the chair. The soft pull of those same stockings on her foot while she steadies herself on the chair. Her angle is just right as I watch her slowly glide it up her smooth leg, clipping it to her garter belt. Then, a slight bend to her hips allows me a peek of her perfect pink cunt.
It’s voyeuristic. And I want more and more and more. It’s getting harder to swallow and I can tell she’s wet as she bends even further, her pussy perfectly angled in front of me.
After the stockings, she slides her bra over her shoulders, clasping it from behind. Then, her hands trace a slow path down her stomach and I nearly launch myself off the bed as I watch her fingers dip between her legs.
