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Talia, whether she knows it now or not, is mine. That engagement ring on her fucking finger has become her wedding ring, tying us both together for life.
My tongue tangles with hers, her body soft below me, taking every inch of me with ease, as if she’d been made to take everything my body has to give to her.
I tear my mouth from hers, slam my cock inside of her once more and glare down at her.
“You’re fucking mine now, Talia, do you fucking understand that?”
She nods, her eyes wide.
“Fucking say it! Say it now!” I demand, a wildfire of desire consuming me completely.
“I’m yours, Dare. Fuck me like I’m yours. All yours.”
Her words send me spiraling.
The thought of Talia, of her exquisite body, being all mine sends me crashing over the edge at last, the thought too much to contain within my flesh.
We shudder together with desire, with need, with savage and brutal lust, my cock exploding inside of her as wave after wave of my primal, intense, white hot heat pours into her, sending her into her own dance of lust, her fingernails tearing at the flesh on my back, my name dripping from her lips like a curse.
“Damn you, Dare! Damn you!”
Her head falls back on the bed, her eyes close as I capture her lips in mine again, my cock slowly sliding out of her soaked pussy. I smile down at her, drinking in her weakened state, immensely proud that I was the one to put her in that condition.
She’s never looked more beautiful.
Breathing hard, I lie on my back and stare up at the ceiling. Talia rests next to me, eventually shifting her weight so that she rolls on her side and throws her leg across my thigh. I’m surprised she doesn’t say anything or make herself vulnerable any other way. She curls on her side, almost just touching me but not quite.
Due to the difference in our heights, I can put my arms over my head and not intrude on her space more than she wants.
I feel Talia looking at me so I arch a brow. “What?”
“Nothing. Just… You know. That was the first time that we ever actually had sex. It’s kind of like we were saving ourselves for marriage or something.”
I rumble out a laugh. “Speak for yourself. I didn’t save fuck all for marriage. I’ve tried everything.”
She puts her elbow up underneath her head and gives me an inquisitive look. “Yeah? Everything?”
“Well. Not everything. But everything I want to try.”
She nods slowly, taking a moment to absorb that tidbit. “Got it. So basically, that was nothing new for you.”
She starts to roll away but I snake a hand out, fast as lightning and grip her upper arm. “Just wait a second. You don’t have to do any of that.”
“Any what?”
“All this huffing and puffing and pretense that girls always do. You don’t have to pretend with me. Just like I don’t have to pretend with you. That’s what makes our fake relationship work. Mutual dishonesty.”
She rolls her eyes but I draw my hand down her arm, grabbing her by the wrist and settling her hand onto my chest.
She’s still a little huffy but I just ignore that. It’s natural that her ego tells her to act that way, but I understand exactly what our relationship is. I give her money; she gives me a wife and a child. Transactional would be a fair way to describe it.
“We don’t need the artifice. There is no reason for putting on a show here.”
She arches a brow. “That sounds an awful lot like you're promising to be honest with me. Are you saying that?”
I shrug, clearing my throat. “Sure. As long as you are honest with me in exchange.”
“About everything? Even money? Even if it doesn’t flatter your ego?”
