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My body tightens as I crest at the peak.
“Come for me, little dove.”
I’m thrown over the edge as I climax, my muscles clenching around Jett’s cock and finger. Crying out as the orgasm rakes over me, I feel Jett get impossibly hard, his own release taking over. We moan together, and then Jett slides out just enough to shower my pussy with his cum.
As the roaring passion settles to a simmer, Jett rolls me to face him and kisses me. I sigh into him and then laugh. He looks at me with a smile.
“What’s so funny?”
I push myself up on my elbow, grabbing a blanket from off to the side and draping it across me.
“Nothing. I just wondered if you’d be willing to bring the food out here. I don’t think I can move.”
Jett chuckles. “Ah. Of course. Be right back.”
He dashes inside, the view of his ass warming me, and then returns with two plates of my favorite type of yellow curry.
“Bon appetite.” He looks up at the sky. “Dining under the stars? Why didn’t I think of that?”
Giggling, I sit up against a mound of pillows and dig into the steamy food. It’s perfection, and I moan at the taste.
“Oh, this is so good. Thank you.”
“You’re very welcome. You know I like to cook.” Jett takes a bite.
“Not just that, Jett. Thank you for all of this.” I gesture around with my fork. “This night, this whole week has been completely amazing. If anything, I still owe you big. Particularly for this.”
I touch the necklace.
“It was my pleasure. Truly.”
Our eyes hold each other’s for a moment, and then we both relax with a smile. We finish the curry, and Jett brings out the bottle of champagne. Enjoying the drink on the balcony for a while, Jett offers dessert—cheesecake. Another favorite of mine. It’s delicious, and once we’re finished, Jett cleans the plates and blows out the candles.
I’m half asleep on the pillows when he scoops me up in his arms and carries me to his bedroom. Laying on top of me in the bed, Jett claims me once more, this time slow and gentle, and we fall asleep in each other’s arms.
Chapter10
Jett
My sleep is fitful until I finally get some rest next to Macy. Thoughts of work and life beyond the moments I’ve spent with her have stolen hours of rest from me as dread crawls through my body.
And it’s all because of my so-called job. When sleep hits, it’s thanks to one of the most dangerous decisions I’ve ever made.
I’m quitting.
Regardless of whether I ever see Macy again, I can’t keep doing this. Beyond the legality of it all, I hate my uncle and my father even more. I can’t allow myself to be a part of their bullshit anymore. I have enough savings hidden away from even my boss’s eyes that I’ll be able to live comfortably for a while before I decide what I want to do. It’s time.
And so I slip into unconsciousness with the plan to confront my uncle.
After who knows how long, a dream pulls me from the depths. Macy is still here, her hands finding my cock under the sheets as she strokes. The glorious fantasy pulls me in. In mind my she’s still here, she hasn’t gone back to her untarnished life, and she wants me.
The sensations are so real, and then Macy’s mouth is wrapping around my shaft as she bobs her head up and down. The warmth and slick sliding work me right up to the edge of an orgasm. Macy’s fingers dig into my hips, a sting of pain that heightens the pleasure.
Wait.
My eyes flare open, and I realize I’m not dreaming. As soon as the joy hits, another wave of pleasure crests over me as Macy dances her tongue around the head of my cock. How is she still here?
“What—”
