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When our eyes meet again, she squirms and twirls back to her preparations. She grabs mugs and a different box than last night. I suspect she doesn’t want to bore me, which isn’t possible as adorable as she is.
She bolts up from dropping the bags into the cups and races around the pillar back to the living room. “I forgot our candles in the car.”
When she strides to her coat, I’m on my feet in an instant. What the fuck? “I’ll get them. You stay in here where it’s warm.”
Her braid sways across her shoulders from the furious head shake. “But I should go. I’m the one who forgot them.”
I grab the back of her neck and haul her to me, loving how she melts into me despite her trivial meaningless worries. “Yeah, but I’m the one who takes care of you.”
Slender arms grasp me tighter. She wants that regardless of how much she denies the truth. From our short time together and everything London told me, Seraphina desires to be an independent woman who’s strong and self-sufficient.
Yet, deep down, the broken little girl inside of her can’t help but thrive from the loving dominance I provide. “Get the milk and sugar and I’ll be right back.”
Even with my direction she’s slow to release me, smiling up at me shyly to make sure that I really mean what I say. That everything is okay. That I’m not upset with her.
I nod my approval and stroke her face. She lights up from the admiration and gives me her huge authentic smile.
“Okay.”
I have to adjust the rod in my pants before I grab my jacket and haul ass downstairs. Taking the steps two at a time, I’m on a mission to get her votives and back to her.
I blow through the entryway, hustle to my car, and grab the sack so quickly the glass clinks together. I must be more careful and not to crack them. Her soft heart would be so disappointed if I fucked up her gift to me.
By the time I return to her place, the scent of cinnamon permeates the air. Yet the sweet flavor smells bitter without her. The living room and kitchen are empty. Steam swirls above the milky liquid from our mugs on the table so I know she was just here.
Panic burns my muscles as I sprint to her bedroom. She stands with her back to me, facing her new king size bed that barely leaves room for her to open her dresser drawers or squeeze through to reach the closet. Thank fuck. I was ready to call my team and search the entire building for her. Hell, the entire city if need be.
“You bought me a new bed?”
Although she doesn’t intend to be sexy as hell, her hesitant whisper feels like a caress on my cock. I close the distance between us and sheath her back. “I bought a bed for us.”
The strangled noise in her willowy throat breaks my resolve. With one hand, I tug up her sweater while the other strokes the waistband of her leggings to warn her of my intentions. I tuck my head into her neck and whisper against her delicate ear. “That futon would never have survived me fucking you.”
She gasps and jumps from my confirmation. I slide down her soft stomach, past her downy hair, and slip between her lips.
Wet.
For me.
A growl rumbles in my chest yet I maintain control. Softly stroking between her unbelievably tight walls while she shudders and fidgets. “You’re already wet for me. Was it knowing I’m always going to take care of you?”
Another gush on my fingers. “Or was it seeing the bed where I’m going to fuck you for the first time?”
She sways and I tighten my hold. “Or was it me feeling your perfect virgin pussy drenched from my touch?”
I take a risk but trust my instincts.
“All…all of it.”
Thank fuck. “You’ve been saving this for me haven’t you?”
She whimpers from my approving tone and starts riding my hand. I almost come in my pants from her innocence. I push deeper until her body resists the intrusion.
She lifts on her tiptoes to escape my invasion. She’s uncomfortable but not in pain. I ease back from the reminder, and she droops down. I keep her upright and return to working her. I thumb her clit, earning a moan. “This is all mine.”
No question yet she still nods. I kiss her pounding pulse under my lips. “You are mine.”
Another frantic head bob. “Say it for me.”
