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“Yes, of course,” she moaned.
“Good,” I confirmed as I immediately let myself go inside of her.
After what seemed like an exceptionally long time, I collapsed my head on top of her chest as the last spurt deeply entered her core. Neither of us spoke yet, as we were both still riding the waves of our euphoric high.
I carefully rolled off her, pulling her into my side, holding her tightly against me. Looking into her eyes, I smiled as I placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. She calmly moaned as she pressed her head into my lips.
“I hope I lived up to yoursexpectations,” I joked.
Stroking my pectoral muscles with her fingertips, she hummed, “I think I fainted a few times.”
“That wouldn't surprise me considering you couldn't even stay conscious in an interview with me,” I winked, chuckling quietly.
She suddenly became serious as she peered into my eyes with a content expression.
“What?” I smirked, unable to read her.
She sighed, “I feel like it’s a dream.” Pressing herself closer into my side, she grinned broadly, “I just can’t believe you’re him, or he’s you or--.”
“It’s me,” I confirmed, pursing my lips as I twirled a strand of her hair around my index finger.
She suddenly playfully slapped my chest and sat up, proclaiming, “I want more!”
“You're going to be one of those girls, aren't you?”
“I don't know what you mean.”
“There are women out there, that no matter how much they get, they want more,” I explained with a furrowed brow.
“So basically, like all guys,” she snickered as she moved so she was facing me, sitting with her legs folded.
“Yes,” I simpered. “Just like all guys.”
She laid back down in my arms, curling her body around mine. This was a very foreign feeling to me. I had never allowed this, until Isabelle. I knew this was a quite different situation, but she was unique. Had she been a random girl I bid on, then yes, she would not have been in my bedroom or on my bed. She would not even still be in my house. I knew that the reality of what we had just done would hit me very soon. For now, I was going to enjoy this; enjoy her.
“Would you like to shower with me?” I offered, kissing her forehead again.
She sighed, “Is that breaking the rules?”
I shrugged, stroking her hair, “So was taking your blindfold off but that didn't stop you.”
“Maybe if you were better at hiding your identity,” she teased, “I would not have done that.”
“You still broke the rules,” I noted.
Her bare chest started to rise and fall heavily. She stared intently into my eyes with lust. It was as if she could sense what was coming. I could see the wheels turning in her mind as she conjured her reply. Bravery overtook her as her lust filled gazed turned to a starving glare.
“What happens when I break the rules, Sir?”
As I lied next to him silently after I asked him that question, I awaited an answer. I felt a sense of bravery come over me since Valentino and Sir turned out to be the same person. He took a deep breath, placing his hand on my leg just above the knee. As he began to run his fingertips slowly and seductively up my leg, his phone rang.
He threw his body back, groaning, “I hate my life sometimes.”
“Yeah your life seems to suck really bad,” I snorted.
He blindly reached over, swiping his phone off the bedside table.
Yes?he grunted.
