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“You are mine, Emily.”
I shake my head, dumbfounded by his words. “I’m not. We haven’t discussed this, and I am not something you can just claim. I’m a person, Lom. I’m a fucking person!” I cross the distance between us, and he opens his arms, but I have no plans of running into his arms like something out of a romantic movie. I shove him in his chest as hard as I can, and he stumbles a couple of feet backward.
“I am a person. I am someone who deserves a say in this and who deserves to be trusted and treated with respect when she’s having a drink with someone from work.”
Lom scoffs under his breath and glares at me with fury in his eyes. “What do you think was going through my mind when I saw you with him? Hmm?” His accent grows thicker with every word, and for a minute, I think he’s turning me on.
“I don’t know what you would’ve been thinking because you’ve never given me the slightest indication you wanted more with me. You seemed so happy with sex and dinner or sex and movies,” I point out, and Lom jolts at my words.
He clenches his teeth and breathes a few times before saying anything, then finally speaks up. “I want to be more than the man you have sex with,upryamaya mysh. I want to be more than that because, in my eyes, you’re more than the woman I sleep with. You are important to me, whether you realize it or not. Seeing you with another man messed with me.”
“I was with a gay man, Lom. He’s of no threat to you.”
“He didn’t look gay, Emily.”
I can’t refrain from rolling my eyes. “Oh, so there’s a way people are supposed to ‘look’i f they’re gay? I must’ve missed that somewhere. By the way, the green-eyed monster doesn’t look good on you, Mr. Jealous.”
“I’m not jealous,” Lom tells me, but that’s crap.
“Bullshit, and I work with men every single day. I was even offered a position at the company, which I accepted, so I’ll be working with men every single day, Lom. You’re going to have to deal with it.”
Lom’s nostrils flare, and he takes a couple of steps closer to me. “I’ve grown attached to you, Emily,” he tells me as he brushes a stray hair behind my ear. “Over the time we’ve spent together these last few months, I should’ve known it would happen one day.”
I narrow my eyes at him. “What are you saying?”
Lom takes another step closer to me until his chest is pressing against mine. “It means I want to give this a real, authentic shot.” Before I can say anything, Lom’s crushing his lips down onto mine. He kisses me with more passion than I’ve ever felt from him, and it’s as if this kiss is his way of convincing me he means business. He doesn’t want to let me go.
He flutters his lips against mine and pushes his tongue past my teeth until his tongue is dancing with my own. Butterflies soar in my stomach, and I’m practically melting for him. He stops kissing me for a minute and stares deep into my eyes. His eyes are a deep chocolate, but they shine so brightly in the light right now. He’s searching my eyes for some sort of answer, but he won’t find an answer there. “I want you to be mine, Emily. Be my woman. Be my girlfriend. Be the one thing I’ve wanted you to be but was too stubborn to ask of you.” He crushes his lips back down on mine, and it practically steals the very breath from my lungs.
His hands skim around the back of my dress until he finds my zipper and pulls it down. I’m not even mad about where we’re heading right now because I know this sex is going to be fucking amazing. I fumble with his buttons, unbuttoning the rest of them, and undo his belt. Within a minute, we’re both standing in front of each other in nothing but our underwear.
He runs his hand along the electric purple lingerie I’m wearing and smirks. “This color looks good on you.”
I recall buying the lingerie with Lom in mind but didn’t put it on earlier with the intention of him seeing it tonight, though. But I was here now. “I didn’t wear it for you today, but I’m glad you like it,” I confess. He doesn’t even realize how I think about him in everything I do. If I really think about it, I want to be with him as much as he wants to be with me, label and all.
Lom skirts his hands under the cups of my bra and gives my breasts an encouraging squeeze, then removes one and reaches behind my back. In a matter of seconds, he has my bra sliding down my arms, and as he steps closer to me, his hard cock presses against my stomach.
I suck in a sharp breath, needing him now more than ever. He irritated the fuck out of me tonight, but I have no doubt he’s going to make up for it. Lom brings a hand behind my neck andforces me to arch it. His lips are need filled, and mine are too. I bring a hand up his toned chest, taking my time inching up every muscle until my hand’s wrapped around his neck. He smirks as I tighten my grip against his throat. “Fuck me like you mean it, Lom.”
He smiles like the devil himself has possessed him, flips me around, and pins me against the wall. He yanks down my matching thong and lines his cock up to my entrance. He presses the head in, and I arch my ass against him even more.
A slap from his hand surprises me, given it’s the first time he’s ever spanked me. I whip my head around to look at him, and he grabs my throat. “You’re gonna feel this for days. Are you ready for it?”
“Yes,” I breathlessly whisper, anxiously awaiting the hard fuck I think we both need.
He rams himself deep inside me, shoving himself all the way in. I practically jolt when his cock hits the bottom of my cervix. Lom tightens his grip around my throat, and a sloshing sound rings out every time he thrusts in and out of me. Warmth takes over my entire body, and it’s times like this that I know Lom is the only person who’s ever made me feel this way. He’s the only man who’s ever ignited my body to this point, and if he ever were to exit my life, I don’t think I’d find someone with such an intense sexual connection.
“Lom.” I moan out his name, and he brings his lips to my ear, pressing them against it.
“That’s it. Moan for Daddy.” Fuck, I love it when he refers to himself as that. As a southern woman, I always thought I’d be grossed out by it, but it’s kinky and hot.
He digs his other hand into my hip as he picks up his pace, and I’m a goner. My orgasm completely envelopes me in a matter of seconds, and Lom keeps going, riding out my orgasm until I’m shaking against the wall. Trembling in his arms. Hislips curl into a smile against my ear, and I’m even more turned on. A few moments later, his breath grows ragged, and I know he’s right on the edge. I look into his deep chocolate eyes and breathlessly tell him, “Fill me up, Daddy. This pussy is all yours.” I’ve never said something like this to him before, so he has to know what I’m telling him.
I’m his.
He’s mine.
We’re each other’s.
