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“No clues,” I said, “that would… weaken the plot.”
She laughed. “Well, whatever it is, I can’t wait. I’ll do whatever your filthy mind creates.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, really. We’re on the same page. Literally. Stop beating yourself up over it every fifteen seconds. You can slap my cute ass instead.”
My turn to laugh. Yes, she was a cheeky little minx now.
Her eyes sparkled as she licked the whisk again, and it was too much. Fuck the chocolate cake. I scooped out whipped cream in a frantic handful from the bowl and smeared it all over her angel lips, forcing it into her mouth with my fingers, and then I kissed her, deep, my craziness free. I was done with being ashamed and trying to rein myself in. I was done with trying to fight the cause of reason. I didn’t want anything but the insane devotion to the creature in front of me, just as she felt it in return. She kissed me back, Lilith not Eve, and I knew then, beyond measure, that we were fucking doomed. Neither of us were going to get out of this, our whole tangled universe had us at its filthy core.
Rosie’s face was still smeared with cream when she dropped to her knees on the kitchen floor. My cock was hard again, no doubt still tasting of her pussy as she pulled it free and sucked me off as though she’d been an expert for years. Her eyes were big and wide as she fluttered her eyelashes behind her cute glasses, and she bobbed her head like a dream, flicking her tongue just right, and smacking her lips like she was sucking a lollipop, interspersed with naughty smiles.
She didn’t want whipped cream and chocolate cake, she wanted my cum – that was obvious when she opened her mouth nice and wide for her reward. She got it in long streams, and I was so spent by the explosion that I leant back against the counter, stroking her hair as I caught my breath.
Fucking hell.
The reality was obvious. My princess was as insatiable as I was, she showed it every chance she had.
She grinned like her cute self when she was back up to her feet, giving me a twerk of her ass through her robe. Yes, she was indeed blossoming into a sexual goddess, and it was suiting her.
“You going to show me how to cook pork, then?” she asked. “Maybe one day I can cook it for you. And cook it for Lola and Peter, too. Although they’ll already be desperate for more of your steak by then.”
My gentlemanly nature regained control as I stepped up behind her and explained the recipe. I kissed her neck in gratitude as she reached for a peeler to start on the carrots, but it wasn’t gratitude for the filthy pleasures she’d blessed me with, or for her confidence in playing my games.
My gratitude was purely for her being her.
My Eve as well as my Lilith.
It was a delight to see how keen she was for college the next morning. She didn’t have even a hint of nerves as she waved goodbye for the day with her bag on her shoulder. She hadn’t noticed what I’d put in there, buried between her notebooks, which was just as well, since I didn’t want any protests.
I was happier than I’d been in years when I sat back down with my laptop for day two of the flow of the words. Without the weight of my own self-hate on my shoulders, my creativity knew no bounds.
Who knows? Maybe I really would make an author someday. Dreams can come true, after all.
I was coming to learn that day after day.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Rosie
My morning lessonsflew by at college, and I was immune to any whispers or sneers coming my way. I didn’t give a shit about any of them, and I didn’t really give a shit about my classes today, either. I barely touched my notebooks or looked at my previous study notes, focusing purely on the textbooks in front of me and my little spiral bound jotter, flying high on the excitement of what was to come. I had a friend again. A real one, not a fake one.
I met Lola in the library at lunchtime, and I didn’t even bother taking my novel out, just as she didn’t bother with her laptop. It was all about us, and the chatter.
“Peter’s really keen to meet up,” she told me again. “He thinks dinner sounds great.”
“Fab. Are you happy to come to ours, then?”
The termsourswas becoming so much more natural.
“Yeah, whenever you want.”
“Saturday night?”
She nodded. “Sounds great.”
In the meantime, we had plenty of time to spend together.
