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“I would kill to keep you safe, yes.”
“What else will you do?” Blinking her doe-like eyes up at me, the corners of her mouth edged up into a smile. I knew what she was doing. Trying to change the subject with her come-to-bed eyes.
Trying to seduce me so I would forget.
I would never forget this conversation, but I was more than ok with letting her seduce me.
“To you?” I lowered my face to hers. “There's so much I want to do to you, Taylor. Things that I have been thinking about since I had your wet pussy in my mouth. Things–” I let my lips fall against hers for a small sip. “Things that would make you blush and then beg for more.”
“Like?”
Stepping away, I pushed both of her shoulders, sending her tumbling back onto the bed. She bounced once. “It's better if I show you these things rather than tell you.”
She lay there, looking at me with such trusting eyes that it made my heart slam into my chest. I didn’t deserve any of that trust. And we both knew it,
“Will you show me?” Reaching out a hand, her fingertips grazed the back of my hand.
“Soon.”
“Why not now?”
Sitting on the bed, I trapped her between my arms. Leaning over her in a way that would have scared others, but just made her breath hitch in her throat, I murmured softly, “You are horny because you are hungover.” Kissing her softly I let my tongue dip into her mouth for just a second. “I am not here to be your plaything.”
“I'm just here to be yours, right?”
Shaking my head, I kissed her again. “No, that's not why you are here. Now, sleep for a few hours. You will feel better about it.”
“Why am I really here, Judge?'' Taylor's voice was tiny.
“Because I want you to be. And stop calling me Judge. My name is Christian, and it's Christian I want you to fall in love with.”
* * *
“Iwas glad you called.” The dark-haired beauty opposite me ran her fingertips over the back of my hand, and they danced across my skin.
“You have the best boutique for what I am looking for, Vivian.” Keeping my voice even, I moved my hand away. I knew what she wanted. And maybe in the past I would have been glad to service her. Hell, many times before I had given in to her dark, sultry looks, but those days were over. There was only one reason she was there, sipping on my champagne and giving me bedroom eyes across the table, and it wasn’t so I could take her to bed.
Taylor needed clothes. Suitable attire for the adventures that I wanted to take her on. And Vivian owned the best little boutique I had ever seen. I could have called in for a selection of designer dresses for Taylor, but I wanted something that was more unique, more feminine, and for that, I needed Vivian.
“Ah, clothes.” She drummed her fingers against her glass. Her painted nails clinked against the crystal. “Is that the only thing you called me here for?” Leaning back, she thrust her breasts out. “I can be good for other things as well, which you already know.” Her chest heaving, she leant over the table, her hand again dancing up my forearm. “We have had fun in the past. What’s changed?”
I shook my head. Of course, what she was saying was true. We’d had fun in the past, but that’s exactly where I needed it to stay. In the past. “I appreciate the offer, but it is just the wardrobe I am needing.”
Her dark eyes flashed with anger before she got herself under control. “You have a new lady friend? Why, Judge, I am shocked. You usually have such discerning taste in your companions. Does she not have the suitable clothes? Are you roughing it?”
Under the table, my hand closed into a tight fist. “I do not appreciate your tone, Vivian. Or what you are insinuating.”
Her dark eyes widened. Fear flickered into them for an instant before she righted herself again. Laughing, she shook the curls around her face. “Oh, you are just adorable.”
I didn’t like her laughing at me, but I would take it because I needed her. “How soon can you get the clothes for me?”
Suddenly all business, the laughter died on her lips. “Wouldn’t your lady prefer to come and shop for herself?”
“No. You can bring the items here. Anything you think is suitable. I’ll take them all. And Tay–” I swallowed down Taylor’s name. I didn’t want anyone to know she was here with me that didn’t need to know it. “She is slimmer than you, but a little taller.”
“And her colouring?” There was pure curiosity in her voice. I didn’t have a type when it came to women. Unlike Gio, who went for blonde and curvy, I had been an equal opportunity lover. As long as she was submissive, it didn’t really matter to me what my lover looked like. Until Taylor had strolled passed me, of course. Now my only type was her.
“Blonde.” A contented sigh escaped me. “She has freckles across the bridge of her nose, and across her perfect…” I trailed off. I couldn’t resist daydreaming. Remembering the way Taylor’s small tits had looked. Those tiny dots that begged to be kissed before I sucked her rosy nipples into my mouth. The memory was so vivid that I almost groaned.
