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“Of course.” The prodigal son returns.
“Nice to meet you, Mrs. Adams,” Hayliel calls out, but I hang up before my mother can respond to either of us.
I toss my slate on the foot of the bed and slump down into the mattress, throwing an arm over my eyes. Why must she insist on calling me so often? It would be fine if she had nice things to say or literally anything that wasn’t demeaning or praising the great Raduriel. It’s not as if I hate her or anything, but I thought coming here would free me from my family drama. That was only a fool’s dream.
A soft hand lands on my chest, followed by the press of a warm body curling up against mine. I soak up the support she’s offering me, using it to calm my racing mind.
“Is she always like that?” Hayliel asks gently.
I almost don’t want to answer her. This topic isn’t something I care to talk about often, and certainly not after talking with my mother. “Yes,” I say anyway, hoping my short answer will end the conversation.
“I’m sorry.”
We stay snuggled like that for a short while. Her head rests on my chest, one arm slung across my middle, and I start to relax.
“I’ll be right back,” she says before leaving the bed.
I feel her absence immediately. Thoughts of my mother and brother rise to the surface, but I beat them down, remembering the way Hayliel spoke up for me. Who cares what my family thinks when the person I care about, the one with me now, accepts me as I am. With Hayliel, there is no judgment or comparisons.
The sound of her bare feet hitting the floor has me moving my arm off my face, curious to find out what she’s doing. My eyes nearly bug out of my head when I find her standing at the edge of the bed, completely naked.
“I realized that I never properly thanked you for such a fine tutoring lesson. If you’re up for it, of course.”
“What did you have in mind?” I ask, as if it even matters. I couldn’t fucking care less at this point. Not when she’s undressed and staring at me like a predator eyeing its next meal.
“Why don’t you come here and find out?”
I scoot to the edge of the bed, but don’t go any further. Even if I wanted to move, I couldn’t. The sight before me steals my breath. Her breasts aren’t large by any means, but they aren’t small either. My mouth waters as I watch her rosy nipples pebble under the weight of my gaze.
She’s pulled her hair back into a braid, though a few errant locks have already escaped and now frame her face.
Finally, I look lower to the parts of her I’ve touched and tasted, but have never fully seen. A small thatch of brown hair sits on her mound, neatly trimmed. I want to taste her again, feel her come apart on my tongue.
She steps closer with purposeful strides, her eyes hooded and heated. As much as I want to reach out to her, I stay still. I had control earlier. It’s time to give her the reins.
Her hands go to my shoulders, then up to cup my cheek. “Thank you,” she whispers before her mouth descends on mine.
I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her between my legs as I deepen the kiss. She tastes of honey and sin, and everything else that’s good in this world. Her fingers move to my hair, entwining with the strands until she’s somehow pulling both away and closer at the same time.
When she breaks the kiss, I’m scared she wants to stop, but she only reaches for the hem of my shirt and pulls it over my head. Instead of returning her lips to mine, she steps back while gripping my pants and guiding me until I’m standing in front of her.
“I can’t thank you properly with all these clothes on, Raph.”
“Hmm. That does sound like a problem.” I smile, not bothering to undress myself. I’d rather she do it for me.
Undeterred, she places kisses along my chest, nipping lightly at one of my nipples before moving lower. When she presses her palm against my jean-covered cock, I can’t help but groan.
She chuckles. It’s a light, tinkling sound that brings a smile to my face. All I want to do is throw her on the bed and have my wicked way with her. To fuck her on my balcony and lay claim to her for all to see. But I do neither of those things.
As she unbuttons my jeans, she stands on her tiptoes to press a kiss to my lips. Her chest presses into mine, and I roll one of her nipples between my fingers, making her gasp. I swallow the sound, using it to press my tongue into her mouth and deepen the kiss.
She makes quick work of the rest of my clothes until finally I’m standing naked in front of her. We stand still for a moment. There’s no pressure to move or do anything as we just take in the sight of each other. Then she grips the base of my cock, pumping slowly as she watches my reaction. She’s a quick learner, wasting no time to find out what I like the most.
I feel like a teenager, half a second from blowing my load all over her hand. By sheer force of will alone, I hold off my orgasm.
That’s when she drops to her knees in front of me and licks a line from base to tip.
“Hayliel,” I gasp, loving the sight of her on her knees.
