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His mouth crashes against mine as he drapes his body between my legs. Our tongues tangle as we lose ourselves to the frenzy. Breathing the same air, he presses himself even closer.
He’s so eager to touch me, as if he just came back to life. His fingers are in my hair and cascading down my neck. His lips follow his touch, licking his way down from my ear to my cleavage.
“Beau, fuck me,” I say with a hitch in my voice.
Our bodies are impossibly close as his cock finds its way, thrusting in slowly. We let out a groan together. He lays his weight on top of me as he thrusts, my legs wrapping around his middle.
We are one, connected in every way.
“I love being inside you,” he grunts into my neck, and just when I expect him to pick up speed, he pulls out. I watch in surprise as he hops off the bed, snatching me up and pulling me across the room. When we reach the large cabinet on the other side, he lifts me up like I weigh nothing, depositing me on the surface, so he can look down and watch himself sliding home again.
His cock hits that perfect spot inside me that has my body tingling with pleasure. My head hangs back as he fucks me. This is so much better than I ever expected. Better than with anyone else. The connection between us isn’t something you can replicate. It can’t be forced or faked. It’s time we face the truth—we are the real thing.
With a hand behind my neck, he drags my face toward his, but instead of kissing me, he holds our foreheads together, and he breathes in my moans of pleasure as he thrusts.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he mumbles against my mouth. “I’d do anything for you, Maggie. Anything. Whatever you want…I’ll do it. I’m yours.”
I’m barely hanging on, my climax creeping up, so his words are infiltrating my mind without making any sense. He must sense my approaching orgasm because he reaches between us and fiercely strokes my clit, making me scream as he pounds harder.
“Come for me, baby. Give it to me.”
Squirming against his relentless assault on my clit, my body betrays me and comes so hard, I nearly levitate off the counter. With my thighs clutched tightly around his waist, I ride out my orgasm on his dick, just as he shudders inside me.
My climax lasts and lasts and lasts, wiggling against him as I ride out every second of the pleasure his body gives me. Before I can fully breathe again, his mouth is on mine in a devouring kiss. His tongue is in my mouth, owning me until I can barely remember my own name.
When we finally come down, he stays buried inside me as he pulls his mouth away. With his intoxicating gaze on my face, he whispers, “I meant what I said. I’m yours. I’ll do whatever you want.”
“What are you talking about?” I ask, feeling so confused as to what he’s referring to. He always does what I say. It’s never been a question before. But while he’s still staring at me with that vulnerable, enticing gaze, I finally understand.
He’s telling me what he wants…in bed. He doesn’t just want me to control him. He wants me to…fuck him. The ultimate act of submission. The one thing that takes the most trust, the most vulnerability. And right now, in his post-scene haze, I shouldn’t hold him to it. And I won’t. This is the worst time to make commitments or promises; I won’t even hold him to the Phoenix arrangement if he decides it’s too soon, but I can’t deny the fact that this could be amazing.
Truly making him mine, having this piece of him no one else gets. I want it more than anything.
Without committing, I just nod, pulling his head to my chest as I hold him close. That tenderness is burning brighter than ever now. Maybe this is the ultimate submission. Because he may give me his body, but what I’m giving him is even more terrifying.
But if he trusts me enough to give his body to me, then I can trust him enough to give him my heart. I hope.
Rule #29: Don’t sass your Domme and expect to come.
Beau
“Done.” I’m standing in the doorway to her office as she holds up a finger, gesturing to her earbud, meaning she’s currently on a call. I lean against the doorjamb and wait for her to finish, wearing only a pair of jeans and no shirt. I watch as her eyes rake over my body, and I’m not the least bit surprised when she curls her finger at me in a summoning motion.
Quietly, I cross the room, standing in front of her as she silently smiles up at me. Her fingers reach out to brush my abs before glancing back at the computer screen. “I’ve already signed those in the portal,” she says to whoever is on the other line.
Then she turns her attention back to me, running her fingers above the seam of my pants, sending shivers across my stomach. With her eyes forward, she slowly unbuttons my jeans, and my breath hitches as I wait. Tugging them down, she gets them low enough to pull out my cock, which is still mostly soft. I love when she gets me hard with her touch, taking me by surprise, so I never even see it coming.
“If the sellers need to close on the first, then we’ll have to sign them by proxy. I won’t get there until the third,” she says.
My eyes widen when I realize she could be talking to my dad. I swallow as I stare down at her, watching her stroke my quickly growing dick. I’m studying her face for any sign that it’s him or not, but it’s clearly not having any effect on my arousal.
Fuck, do I want it to be him? Or do I not? On one hand, it’d be a killer act of rebellion, but on the other…thinking about my dad doesn’t exactly help me get in the mood.
It’s been a week since I told Maggie I’d go to Phoenix with her, and I meant it. I still really want to, but…what the fuck am I going to say to my dad? It’s too suspicious to move to Phoenix at the same time she does…and for no real reason. We have to tell everyone the truth, and the clock is ticking.
She’s leaving in ten days.We’releaving in ten days.
I’ve spent the last week repacking the things she’s going to need, but right now, her plan is to rent out the new house while she’s gone and find something furnished in Phoenix that will work short term. As for me, I don’t have much to pack. I’ve moved so many times in the past couple years that I purged my crap down to almost nothing. I had that place with Charlie before moving in with Dash for a while and then back in with my mom. I could literally fit my belongings into a single fucking box.
