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We’re on the canvas.
“Who owns you, Alexandra?” he whispers against my lips as he comes on top of me.
“You do,” I breathe out.
“That’s right. Open your legs.”
I slide my legs open, feeling the paint smudging under me.
“Keep your eyes on me.” He lowers himself, grabs my ass cheeks, and presses his mouth to my hot core.
“Fuck!” I scream as he eats me out like a starved man. “Xi…” I moan.
“I missed your taste, baby.”
He spends infinity licking and nibbling at me, keeping the rhythm only he desires and making me writhe under him.
After making me orgasm from his mouth and tongue only, he comes up and grabs my hand, placing it on his chest. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.
“Do you feel that, baby?”
I feel my eyebrows pinch in the slightest.
“I can finally breathe,” he exhales.
The way Xi makes love to me that night is like nothing before. He takes his time, making me come over and over again. We fuck until the paint is practically dry and I can’t keep my eyes open anymore. He makes me repeat that I belong to him and him only, and I love it. We take our time like we’ve got forever together.
And I think we do.
I wake up in his bed, but he’s not there. After showering, he carried me here and we both fell asleep in each other’s arms. I slide out of bed and call out his name, but he doesn’t answer. Over the last month, he finished redoing the entire house, and it’s absolutely gorgeous. This man can indeed do wonders with his hands. And don’t I know it.
He must be back in the shed. I put one of his oversized t-shirts on and go to the backyard. Well, it’s more like a side yard since it’s on the side of the house. We can see the main road from here, and if it weren’t for the small wooden fence, it’d link directly to the front yard. I open the shed since it’s unlocked and walk in. On the floor, the painting is finished. He’s left the background white, and the pink art of us fucking for hours is covered with drops of black.
“What’s our Taylor Swift song?” I startle, turning around to find him leaning on the doorway, arms crossed over his bare chest.
“Oh, baby,” I scoff. “I don’t associate songs with people. The rules are that they have to fit situations.”
“The rules? You made your own rules,andyou make sure to respect them? You’re still such a good girl, aren’t you?”
I shrug. “I can be a good girl with a dark, manipulative side for the people who mess with me.”
He licks his lips. “I’m in love with both sides, but I don’t think I want to meet mean Alex again. She’s scary.”
“Don’t fuck around, and you won’t find out.”
That makes both of us laugh.
“Come on.” He approaches me slowly. “You know you love breaking the rules for me. Give us a song.”
I sigh dramatically. “Fine.Miss Americana & The Heartbreak Prince.”
“You didn’t even have to think. You totally already had that song for us.”
“Shh. Keep the mystery alive.”
“Am I Miss Americana then?”
“Yes,” I nod, keeping the joke going and biting my lip so as not to laugh. “And I’m the Heartbreak Prince.”
