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I give her a pleased grunt, pushing against her tongue, forcing a shaky breath from her nose.Nervous little thing. How fun.
“Open.”
She does. Her mouth parts, her tongue relaxing under the pressure of my hold.
Pam has already made herself scarce, leaving us alone in the kitchen to do as we please. Not that she hasn’t seen us before. It would be difficult to go a year living with Dixie and I andnotrun into us in a compromising position. It’s our house after all.
“I’ve had three years to think about this, you know?” I ask, sliding back my thumb, forcing a little choked sound from her. Tears are already welling in her anxious eyes. “Three years to think about how exactly I would punish you for leaving. And now that you’re here, at my mercy, I can’t even think of where to begin. Denial would be too painful for both of us, so I’ve scratched that out as a possibility,” I tell her honestly, pulling out of her mouth.
She keeps it open, remaining silent.
So well trained.
“What do you think, Dix? What should I do to you today? Hm? You may answer.”
She pants as if she hasn’t been breathing, closing her lips to swallow the saliva that’s been pooling into her mouth. “Show me what I could have had all this time. Nothing is worse.”
Tiny buds of water roll down her cheeks, some clinging to her eyelashes. Regret is a powerful, powerful emotion. It’s a nagging pain. A never-ending dull ache that can’t be banished easily. Dixie is plagued with it, and as much as some sick part of me relishes her regret, knowing it means she’s missed me as much as I’ve missed her, we won’t be whole again until she’s been cleansed of it.
“I’m giving us a week,” I say sternly. “We have a week to feel the pain of our regrets. And then we need to stop, Dixie. No more what ifs or guilt.” Brushing my hand back, caressing her cheek, I cup it, and lift her face into my grasp. “One week, and then we’re done being upset. One week, and we’re us again. No more of the bad feelings. Just us. Say ‘yes sir’ so I know that you understand me, beautiful.”
She nods fiercely. “Yes sir.”
“Good girl. Now show me how sorry you are, and I’ll return the favor.”
She pounces, jumping from her seat and on to me, pushing her lips against mine harshly. She tastes buttery from her sandwich as her tongue tries to wiggle into my mouth. Her warm and soft hands scramble into my pants, tugging at my briefs and shoving them out of her way. She’s on her knees, before I can even tell her to get there, pulling the cotton fabric out of her way.
My little beauty doesn’t waste any time, licking away at the tip, savoring the precum before wrapping her lips around me.
“Fuuuuck,” I groan, spearing my fingers into her messy hair. Dixie hums around my cock, taking it deeper into her mouth, forcing a warmth to come over me. “I missed this sinful mouth of yours, dollface.”
Her hands grasp my thighs tightly before running up my skin, settling on top of my abs for a moment, and then running back down. With only her eyes, she tells me she’s missed this.Me too, baby. Me too.
Dixie’s mouth stays busy, sucking, licking and kissing every part of my cock. “A man can only take so much,” I growl, bending over and wrapping my arms around her middle. She doesn’t release my dick from her mouth as I flip her, maneuvering her upside down. Her legs open for me without command, wrapping around my shoulders.
“No fucking panties. Goddamn, you’re still my good girl, huh?”
Only, I don’t give her the opportunity to answer before directly attacking her clit, refusing to draw this out. Because as irresistible as this part is, I’ve been dying for a full night’s sleep, and Dixie Wallows snuggled up against my chest is the only way I’m going to get it.Now that I think about it, Dixie Aroselyn sounds much fucking better than Wallows. I’ll be fixing that soon.
My little minx cries out as I suck that little bud into my mouth, relishing the taste of honey on my tongue. She tries her hardest to keep sucking, adding a hand into the mix to focus on the head of my cock while I torture her with sensations she can’t handle.
Keeping one arm wrapped around her back, I pull her tighter into me and thrust two fingers inside of her aching pussy. And oh does she sing for me. She screams while my tongue and fingers work her over. She switches to using her hand on my cock, squeezing tightly with each stroke as her teeth sink into my calf. She twists and twirls her hand around the head, working my erection just how she knows I like it.
Dixie goes limp in my hold, whimpering as she finds her release around my fingers, filling my mouth with her sweet taste. The flavor of her alone has me shooting into her weak hold of my cock, grunting as I avoid seeing fucking stars.
Flipping her slowly down to her feet, I press my lips into hers, hearing her sigh as she rises up on her toes to meet my mouth. We taste each other, basking in the glow of our pleasure. I only allow myself a few moments of this bliss before pulling her tired body into my arms, wrapping her legs around my middle.
Walking a sleepy Dixie into our bedroom and planting her into the middle of the mattress feels more like home than anything has in far too long. She murmurs senselessness as she snuggles into the bed. Grabbing one of her old silky blankets from the closet, I’m struck by the smile on my face as I pass a mirror. Faced with my own happiness, my grin widens.It’s like she never left.
Dixie practically purrs as I lay her favorite fabric over her body. The white silk makes the orange of her hair stick out even more. Even half dead-tired, she thrusts her body against mine when I take my place next to her.
I kiss her forehead lightly, thanking the Gods for bringing her back to me.
“I would have waited forever,” I tell her in a whisper. “No one else is capable of holding my heart, my love.”
Sleep has never found me faster.
Chapter 6: All is Right
