AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“I’m going to come down that delicate throat and you’re going to swallow every drop so I know my come is in your belly until it can be in your perfect little cunt.”
I should hang up. I’m in a place of business with throbbing breasts and wet panties and flushed face.
But I don’t.
I can’t help myself. He’s making me lose control too. “I’ll kneel for you and be your good girl. I’ll do anything you want me to do Balthazar.”
“Fuck!”
His roar startles me, and my body clenches as he groans.
“I just came in my hand again for you.”
The realization simultaneously pleases and excites me. “Again?”
“Yeah, I can’t stop myself. Until you’re ready to take me it’s what I’ve got to do so I don’t lose my mind.”
Am I ready for him?
Yes?
No?
Luckily, he doesn’t ask. I know he’s waiting for me.
The realization hits me hard—he’s who I’ve been waiting for too. Unintentionally saving myself for him.
Before I thought I was a nerd to be a twenty-two-year-old virgin. Now I understand that concentrating on my education and career kept me focused until I found the right man for me.
Balthazar.
My heart flutters in my chest. “I can’t wait for tonight.”
“Me neither. I’ll pick you up at five.”
“Okay, thank you. See you then.”
I’m not sure how I remain so calm after what just happened and what I know is going to happen later. Maybe that’s more proof he’s the one. I no longer feel as embarrassed or awkward.
That’s how I know he’s a good guy. He never rushes me or acts impatient when I get scared about Casey. Who seems to have disappeared for good. The police never located him, letting Balthazar know that his roommate reported him missing.
I open the container and use my chopsticks the way Balthazar taught me. I struggle at first, dropping the piece twice but the third time I make it to my mouth. Just as delicious as I remember.
The door to London’s office opens, and I chew faster. Averse to having a mouth full of food when she approaches, I brush away crumbs and sit up straighter, swallowing just as she reaches my desk.
The smirk that always pops on her face with regards to Balthazar twists her lips, and she shakes her head.
“He sent lunch again. That’s every day this week.”
My goofy Balthazar grin emerges too. “I know. He spoils me.”
“I can tell.” She laughs, husky and exuberant. “I’ve known him for a long time, and I’ve never seen him act this way. He’s completely lost it for you.”
“Really?”
“Oh yeah. The Christmas tree, bringing you and picking you up every day, the way he’s taking care of Casey, it’s totally obvious.”
I involuntarily touch my face from the unexpected reminder of my attack. The swelling is mostly gone, but I’m still a little tender along my jawline. “What do you mean taking care of Casey?”
