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“What’s wrong, Taui?” How did he know? Is it terrible that I love that he knows when I need him?
“Just feeling overwhelmed. I’m usually better at hiding it.”
“Does my good girl need my cock?” he growls, and I eagerly nod. I always need his cock. It’s my drug, and I’ll never not be addicted to him. I’ll need my fix every single day.
He lifts me up and sets me down on the counter. My tiny black dress was a fantastic idea as he pushes it up, baring my pussy to him, and pulls down the top so that my boobs spill out into his hands.
“I’m such a lucky man, Sassy. You make me so fucking happy.” I wrap my legs around his waist and open his belt and pants, pulling his cock out. I stroke it, even though he didn’t tell me to. He groans and kisses me. “Happy birthday, baby.”
“Thank you. Will you own me now?” I whisper.
“Can you be quiet?” he asks, running his fingers down my neck to my nipples
“Yes, Sir. I’ll be sooooo quiet,” I moan softly as he slams his cock into my wet heat.
“Fuckkkk,” he groans, kissing my neck, breathing me in. My hands clutch his arms as he drives into me over and over again. My head rolls back, hitting the mirror with a loud thunk, but he doesn’t stop. Which is good because I think I’ll die if he does. “Look at us, baby. Look where we become one.” I look down as he drags his cock all the way out of me before slamming it back into me. His cock is huge and angry looking. Pride, like I’ve never known, swells inside of me. “Look what you do to me.” I do look as his cock spreads my pussy open obscenely. My walls grip his cock, never wanting to let him go.
“Bolt…” I whine… like an actual whine… I need my release.
“Come, Taui. Give me that pussy juice. Drip it all over me, gush all over this counter and I’ll give you my seed.”
“Oh, God,” I cry out louder than I mean to, earning me a hard bite to my nipple. I relish it. He gives me everything I need. Finally, he fills me and kisses me again. I clean up as best as possible, and we return to the table.
“You okay?” Hope asks, looking at me funny.
“Yeah, why?” I ask, sitting back down.
“Your neck looks like you were attacked by a bear, and is that… a piece of paper towel in your hair?” she asks, reaching for what is definitely a little sliver of paper towel. She plucks it out and holds it up for everyone to see it. I look at Bolton and can’t help laughing, which of course, causes everyone else to laugh too.
My friends know exactly what we were just up to, and I’ll never live it down.
Too funny.
CHAPTER 12
BOLTON
FOUR DAYS LATER
I feel like a kid at Christmas, waiting for everyone to wake up so gifts can be opened. The difference is I am a grown man, and I only need one person to awaken. My love. I have been watching her sleep every day for the last two weeks, and I still can’t tell you how fucking lucky I am to have found her and to now own her. Well, not completely, but that will change soon. I own her pleasure and her pain, which was a surprise, but I own it. All I need now is her heart. “Mmm. Are you going to keep staring at me, or are you going to give me something to wake up for?” She stretches like a feline, and the sheet falls down. My mouth waters, looking at her perky, dusky nipples. The cold air blankets them, and they harden, making me more hungry.
Her eyes open and clouded in sleep and lust, and she smiles at me. “Good morning, baby,” I say, not moving from the chair at the side of the bed. She rolls over slightly to look at me fully when her eyes cut to the box on my pillow.
“Bolton, what...”
“Marry me.” I cut off her question, patience having left while she was sleeping. I open the box and take pride in her eyes when they see the four-carat cushion-cut diamond I chose for her. I take it from the box and hold my hand out for hers.
“Sir.” She shakes her head, eyes glued to the ring.
“Give me your hand, Taui.” I need to see my jewelry on her finger and feel the cool metal on my skin as I sink my cock inside of her. Shit, I can feel the bliss building when she rips it all away.
“No,” she says before sliding from the bed, grabbing a shirt, and pulling it over her head.
“No?” My incredulous expression mirrors the disbelief in my voice. “What the fuck do you mean no?” She stands on the other side of the room, strategically out of reach, wringing her hands together.
