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“I accept that, and I’m sorry. This isn't all about control or ownership,” I murmur, tracing the curve of her jaw, the line of her throat, and then down her collarbone. “You're mine, and you'll always be mine, but how I feel about you is at the center of everything. I want us. And if it means having to tell your father, even while knowing how he feels about me, then that's what has to be done.”
“I’m just shocked. It’s a huge risk for you.”
“No, it wasn't.” I run my thumb over her bottom lip, teasing the softest sigh from her. “I would walk through fire for you. I would burn the world to ash, lie, cheat, steal, kill. I’d do anything for you. Anything you ask, it's yours. I will find a way.”
“I think I’m scared.”
“Of what?” All I can imagine is the sort of fear Charlie put in her head.
Instead, she manages to surprise me. “I'm worried that eventually, things are going to get real.”
“And you mean to tell me they aren't real now?”
“Of course they are, but what happens after all of this? When the fun wears off? Will you still want me when I'm not... you know, forbidden fruit?” A soft laugh escapes her, like it's all a joke, but even in my inebriated state, I feel her uncertainty—the hard, frightening edge.
“I’m a lot of things, Bianca,” I start, while linking my arms around her back to pull her against my chest. “I’ve made mistakes, God knows, but I’m not stupid and definitely not naïve. Things change, people change, and time is a bitch, though I refuse to let you think for one minute that my feelings for you could do anything but deepen with time. Nothing's going to change how I feel about you. I will only ever want you more with every day that passes and every beat of my heart.”
Taking her hand, I place it over the spot in question, her skin touching mine. “It's yours, completely. Just like every inch of me. All of me. And until the day I stop breathing, Bianca, I will want you. Only you. Nothing will ever change that.”
She surprises me when she sits up straighter while rearranging herself in my lap. “What are you doing?” I ask when her fingers start undoing my belt.
“What do you think?” Her blue eyes glitter with mischief, and she wears a shy grin while opening my pants and reaching inside my boxers. My semi-hard cock instantly goes rigid at the touch of her fingers. “I’m going to fuck you. That is, unless you don’t want me to?”
This is different. Sitting back, letting her take control. She only gets up long enough to slide her panties to the floor, then hikes her dress up to her hips and gives me the briefest, teasing glimpse of her bare pussy before straddling me again. I’m burning with desire. The temptation to lay her flat on my desk and devour her pussy until I’m starved of oxygen claims every thought in my brain, but somehow I manage to stay seated, curious to see my little bird flap her wings.
Rising up, she guides my thick head to her sopping entrance. There’s something ridiculously erotic about watching her do this. Letting her take control, own me.
Her expression transforms into pure bliss, and her eyes flutter closed as she slowly eases herself down onto my length. Her wet, tight heat swallows every inch of my cock down to my base. Fuck. I look down between where our bodies join. I want to watch her tits bounce as I thrust deep inside her, owning her with my cock, claiming her as only I can.
Her mouth falls open, and her breath quickens before she settles in with a soft groan.
“This is all I'll ever want,” I whisper, caught between the sensation of being gripped from head to base by her tight muscles and my fascination at watching her take what she needs from me. “To be balls deep inside you, watching your face change as you take every inch of my cock like the good girl you are.”
I run my hands up her thighs, over her hips, gripping them firmly while she rolls them in a slow circle, grinding hard against me. I grit my teeth at the pleasure that ripples through me.
“That's right,” I grunt, “use my cock. Fuck me, make yourself come. I want to feel your pussy strangling my cock.”
“Oh, my God,” she breathes, her head rolling from side to side, while she lifts herself up and down, riding me slowly, coating my balls with her juices that drip down my cock. When I reach behind her, fumbling for her zipper to get her out of this dress, so I can see her perfect tits and taste her nipples, she shakes her head.
