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Sadieneedstounderstandher place when it comes to me. In a lot of ways, she still is wet behind the ears. Even though she gave me head like a professional the other day, I trust my experiences. A relationship like this needs its rules.
Her sweet mouth is painted the same color as her auburn hair. It’s wet as she sips on her champagne with doll eyes staring up at me. Her eyes are such a unique green. It’s like a hybrid between her father’s and mother’s, something unworldly and of its own that thankfully does not remind me of either parent.
“Yes?” she asks.
“Have you spoken about us with Emily?”
She shakes her head.
“Tell me what you told her about Chicago.”
She places her cup down on the floor beside her. She clears her throat and tucks her hair behind her ears. You would think I asked her to recite a monologue in front of a class. There is something sexy about her submissiveness. But I don’t want that right now. I want her to be forward the way she really is.
“I told her I hopped a ride from a hot truck driver. And then I told her I crashed a wedding and got drunk with him. And that we had sex. Me and the stranger…not you.”
“What did you tell her about you getting back here?”
“The truck driver drove me back.”
She tells me she drew clever descriptions of the truck driver that don’t mirror anything of mine. It kind of wrecks my ego. I’m not gonna lie. I wish I was memorable enough to be turned into a fictional character.
“I see. Good looking out. As far as you and I go…while I am here, I want to spend as much time with you as possible. You bring me a lot of joy, Sadie. Plus, you’re honest and tons of fun.”
“I’m glad I do something for you.” She snickers.
“It only counts if you feel the same way.”
“I’m sure that goes without saying.”
“See? It’s that! You remind me I’m still fucking hot and desired as myself. But we have to be clear about something: you must not tell any of your friends about me. And I promise you no one knows anything about you. I’ll bring you here to the motel, and you are not allowed to pop up at my room unless we’re in communication about it.”
“The Dartmouth is definitely not the Blackstone.” Sadie mocks my living space in comparison to our one night in Chicago.
“Well, to use one of your lines, that goes without saying.”
I glance at the moody hunter-green walls that’ll only be more appealing around Christmas. Plus, the curtains are a muddy maroon, giving the space a Stephen King short-story vibe. At least it’s summer, and once those curtains are opened, it feels less gloomy here. Opening them while Sadie’s here is not best, but her natural glow helps this room stay warm.
“So that we’re clear, I have no desire to play around with any other woman while I’m here. I’m all yours during this time.”
I hope she doesn’t take any of this offensively. She gives me a nod and sips her champagne. I wait with impatience in my eyes.
She soon understands and confirms. “Same. I’m all yours as well.”
“That’s what I needed to hear. Now let’s have some fun. I’m sure our bodies will thank us for it, but we have to guard our hearts. Too much is at risk. I don’t want to lose Braxton as my best friend, and I don’t want you to lose credibility with your family or give you any bad reputation in this town. So please, we have to be careful.”
I pick her cup off the floor and place it on the dresser. After dimming the lights, I take my shirt off and unbuckle my pants. She watches me as her emerald eyes turn into lusty slits.
“You wanna touch me?” I ask.
Even while clothed, her whole body radiates lust. She nibbles at her bottom lip. Cracking her neck to one side, she drapes her long ponytail to one shoulder and gives me a smoldering gaze. She stands up.
“No, you keep that delicious ass on that bed.”
She obeys.
“Take off your clothes.”
Again, she obeys. Her body must feel the AC’s pressure as her rosy nipples are hard like rubber, and goosebumps appear on her arms.
