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“No, Dale. That man didn’t care about you or his family that he was starting. He was a boy playing games. You can’t judge all men off what he did. It’s an unfair judgement.” He places his hand on mine and holds it there. Slowly moving closer to me, his other hand sliding around my midsection, holding me to him.
“You’re right. It was an unfair assumption for all men. I’m sorry,” I say, the whispered words being absorbed by his unbuttoned shirt.
He uses the hand that was holding mine to his and captures my chin between his thumb and pointer finger. “All I want is a chance to prove the man I am. I will always make you priority. But I am warning you, I am a man and I will naturally screw up from time to time. I promise to always show you that you are my one and only, to never go to bed or go on a business trip with you, angry with me. All I need is for you to give me a chance.
I watch his eyes as he slowly moves closer to me. He places a kiss at the corner of my mouth. The inner battle of letting a man close to me again. Letting him have a hold of something was crushed the day my life changed forever.
“I honestly don’t know if I can ever give you my heart,” I say, the honesty hitting me in the chest like a bullet.
“That’s the thing, Dale. I don’t want your heart, I just want a small fraction of your mind, your thoughts, all of your body, because you do things to me no other woman has ever done…” He chuckles, as I roll my eyes. The same cheesy pickup line given by every man. “But most of all, I want the world to know the beautiful, strong, confident woman that runs my house, and occupies my thoughts, is all mine.”
“I won’t promise you a future when I’m having trouble fighting the demons of my past. I will promise to stay in the present and live life getting used to a man whose focus is on me.” He smiles before he captures my lips. His hand leaving my hip, sliding up my side. His touch is sending an electric spark through me. His lips are fighting the demons I was already fighting before he came into the bathroom.
He pulls back, running his thumb across my lips. “I will wait. I will fight the demons just to make sure you smile.”
XAVIER
Leaving her in the bathroom the other night was hard. I wanted to scoop her up into my arms, take her to my bed, and lie her down. Then I wanted to start at her neck and slowly kiss from shoulder to shoulder before making my way down to her full breasts. I wanted to run my tongue around her nipples before sucking them into my mouth.
I’m running my hand down my face, trying to focus on getting up and out of bed, but the only thing focused is the cock between my legs. The house is still quiet. I know no one is roaming and might catch me, as I’m fantasizing about fucking Dale.
The need for release is coursing through my system. I push the blankets so they bunch on my waist. Hopefully, they block me if anyone decides to open the door. I reach over to the drawer in my nightstand and pull out the clear bottle of unflavored lube. I used to have cherry lube, but one of my guards was sent in to check on me and asked where I was holding the cherry pie. Needless to say, I switched lube after that. With the tube in my hand, I use the other one to push my shorts below my balls. I lift them out so they are sitting on the elastic band. I squirt a little puddle into the palm of my hand and grip the base of my erection.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath. My heart is pounding in my chest and my lungs are burning from holding my breath. With the lube slowly sliding from my hand, I move so when the drip falls, it hits the tip of my swollen head. The slide of the lube down my sensitive erection gives me a chill, before I wrap my fingers around my member and start the up and down motion of stroking my cock.
The image of her naked body runs through my head as I pump my hand up and down. The fantasies spill into her bent over my bed, her ass high in the air. I would demand her hands grip the globes of her ass and pulls them apart so I can get the full view of both her pussy and the pucker of her asshole. I want nothing more than to plunge into her heat, pounding in and out of her until she has had at least three orgasms, before slowly and gently pushing into her ass and unloading the buildup of cum deep in her ass.
The sparks start deep in my balls, causing me to groan and flex my hips. Chasing my hand as I seek the pleasure that needs to drain from my body. With a groan, her name slips past my lips.
I didn’t think through the mess I would make as I’m lying here trying to get my mind back under control. My orgasm is on my comforter, my shorts and on my stomach. I have no urge to move until there is a swift knock on my door and Jack walks in.
“Selfie time is always mandatory, but dude, there are people downstairs that shouldn’t see your junk on display,” he states, chuckling as he uses his arm like an elephant trunk.
“Seriously, do you not wait for people to say come in, or is the one knock the only warning you give before you see skin.” I mumble, pulling my shorts up over the mess I made, and walk to the bathroom to clean up.
“It’s not like I haven’t seen your dick before, or your orgasm face. Fuck, for years we have been fucking the same chicks.”
“Like together?” Her voice fills the silence, causing my soft cock to start to harden.
“Oh yes, but our swords don’t cross. We usually spit roast,” Jackson states.
“Huh, like you put her on…Ohhh, nope, nope. I get it,” she shouts, causing me to chuckle.
“You want to try it?” Jackson’s question make me grip the counter. If he was to ever lay a hand on her, I’d rip it from his body and stick it up his ass.
She snorts. “Sorry dude, this body is made for one sword. And right now the only sword getting near my love muffin is silicone and comes with a charger.”
“Jackson don’t you have a garage to clean or a fence to guard,” I say, shaking my head as I walk out of the bathroom, quickly turning to hide the wet spot on my shorts.
“Yep, on it. See you at noon. You have a video meeting with Damien, then,” he reminds me as he leaves.
“Give me a few minutes to get dressed. I’ll meet you in my office,” I say, my back turning to her, trying to hide my arousal.
“Yes sir,” she says, before the click of the door indicates she left.
That woman has no clue how her calling me sir makes it harder to direct the blood flow. “Fuck, Dale,” I whisper, looking at myself in the mirror. My erection is back, harder than it was moments ago. The only way I am going to function is by having a cold shower before getting dressed.
The chill from the water instantly makes my dick crawl between my cheeks and snuggle against my asshole, waiting for warmth. Then I turn the warm water on, allowing it to bring my body temperature back. Quickly cleaning off and getting out. I have about twenty minutes before my phone rings with my first business meeting, and I still need to make sure everything is set with Dale for when I leave for Greece.
