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“If you don’t turn off your phone, I will,” she grunted.
Phone? I hadn’t even heard it.
Once she mentioned the buzzing sound, I couldn’t stop hearing it.
Bzzzz…bzzzzz…bzzzz
“I’m so close,” she murmured.
I focused on her, watching her face twisted up.
Bzzzz…bzzzzz…bzzzz
“Who the fuck is calling?” she grunted.
No. No. We were so close. I just wanted to make her come. Just once. I’d earned it, damnit.
I kissed her and whispered, “Don’t worry about it.” I could smell my sweet girl drenched with sweat and sex. I kissed her neck and then teased her hard, wet nipple between my teeth. I wanted it to be good for her.
“It could be August.” Her voice was husky and full of sex but also a hint of worry. Fucking Augustus. Always ruining things. I didn’t want to let her go.
“I don’t care about Augustus,” I seethed.
My fingers reached for her once more, but she pulled away.
“But I do,” she replied.
That was always the problem, wasn’t it? I ignored her, then kissed her stomach. I was rewarded with a moan, the sound vibrating down to my cock. She was the fucking best. My monster. My fucking future wife. While I kissed her, I fucked my fingers into her. I then stared at her pink pussy that was covered in her sweet juices. I moved lower to lick her clit gently. She groaned and buried her hands in my hair.
Bzzz…bzzzzz…bzzzzz
The lusty haze in her eyes cleared, and she stiffened. “Atticus, you have to answer the phone.”
“No, Little Monster. I want you to come for me.”
She tugged at my hair, pulling me away. “Someone has called you at least six times. You should answer it.”
I let out a curse. “I’ll toss it out the window.”
It wasn’t fair. Something always got in the motherfucking way.
“Answer the phone, Atticus. We have plenty of time.”
I gave her one more look, wishing shit would settle so I could finally have the girl I wanted. I was tired of obsessing on the sidelines, giving her up for her own well-being. It was our time. It was my time.
“Fine,” I snapped before looking for my discarded pants. I dug through the fabric until I found my phone and pulled it out. “Augustus,” I groaned.
“He needs you,” she whispered, regret lacing her tone.
“Yeah,” I replied as my phone started vibrating again. “He always fucking needs me.”
I stood up and shoved my pants on. “You can answer that here.”
I glared at her. “And have you let him know you’re alive? I’m smarter than that, Little Monster.”
She scurried off the bed and followed after me as I made my way to the door. “Atticus. We don’t have to do things this way. I can help. I can protect August, too.”
I slammed the door behind me and turned the lock. She couldn’t help me. I made her strong for my peace of mind. So she could heal. So she could be an unstoppable force. But I couldn’t let her get hurt. I refused to let her get hurt again.
