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I felt him slip out of me, but that whole thing just made me savage. I rolled to face him, licked his lip, kissed him as he pulled that condom off, straddled him as he rolled to his back, and I sank down on him as he hardened again for me. I said, “Say it again.”
He shook his head no. I shifted weak knees, wiped my nose on my arm, tears with my hand, and said, “I love you. I love you, Ripley Dane Manchester the Third.”
Dane was his middle name. They called him his middle name, not Dane because of dogs. I should have known better, but I was so dumb when I arrived at this school. He shook his head and reached for me, pulled me closer, and said, “Don’t. Please don’t.”
Because he thought it didn’t matter or because he didn’t mean it? I gulped, and said, “Yes, Daddy.”
He closed his eyes and moved his hands. One to my breast to pinch and pluck the other to my clit to make me come with him. I threw my head back and groaned that out. He opened his eyes, and we both turned our heads because there was a clapping sound in my room.
Fucking Apollo. “Well done.”
Ripley rolled his eyes and said, “Out.”
Apollo looked at me and said, “I did learn something,” and then he left, closing the door behind him.
I was a trembling pile of limbs as I settled next to him in the bed. The haze of the events began to sink. I flexed my muscles, made sure my ass was still working. His hand was on my ass cheek, so he smiled and looked at me as he raised that hand to my shoulder where he bit me. His brows drew down, and he lifted his hand.
“Oh shit.” He sat up and looked at it. “Damn. I—”
I reached up and touched his lips. “My blood is on your mouth.”
He touched his lips and then looked at me and said, “You want to bite me back?”
I smiled, nodded. He offered his arm. I shook my head. I was so fucking spent, and I needed to move my clothes to the dryer. Needed my legs to work to do that. Needed a shower. Also, I needed to wash this blanket.
He asked, “What?”
“Just thinking about laundry.” I sighed.
He laughed out loud. He said, “Do not put that in your journal.”
“I am definitely putting it in my journal.” I giggled and nodded.
He settled next to me, looked at me, and said with a seriousness I didn’t need from him, “I don’t have a lot of control over my path. Rip is—”
“Priority number one. Yes. I know. He should be.” I touched his cheek. “It’s okay. I know who I am and who I will never be.”
“I don’t know that. I don’t want to know that. I—”
“I know, and I won’t say it if it hurts you. It won’t hurt me.” I was sure of that. If anything, having both of them in love with me guaranteed I had this job for the next two years at least. I did consider I might have to add a freshman to my circle of fucks if I wanted to keep this longer than they would be here. “It might hurt to go down there and move my clothes, though, so I better get to it.”
“I got it.” He put his hand on my shoulder. “I'll take this one down. Just…follow the directions or something, right?”
“You’re adorable.” I laughed.
He frowned. “I don’t know how to do some of this stuff.”
I tilted my head. “You want to learn? So later, if you and Rip are on your own—”
Oh shit. It just occurred to me that Ripley might remain a contender. Maybe he didn’t know his path, but he would do anything for his son, and he obviously didn’t want him forced into the same lifestyle where having meant having fewer choices. I had to admit, I’d take some say over none and less money over more if it meant living life on my terms. I wasn’t exactly living life on my terms right now, but I did have a say in that contract, and thanks to this man, those terms were better than anyone else’s.
Ripley looked at me, and I smiled at him and said, “Okay. Let’s do this.”
Chapter Thirty-Three
Apollo
Magic pussy. She had to have the ever-elusive magic pussy. As I took a seat at the table in front of my older brother, I asked a crazy question, “Do you think pussy is addictive?”
