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"I'm spending the day with my Sweet One. Don't interrupt us." He tossed the phone to a nearby chair. "I'm all yours today."
"I don't want you." I got up to be anywhere but on a bed with the man who knew how to make me crumble inside. Instead of letting me go, he hooked an arm around me and pulled me onto his lap. I already felt the stiffening of his manhood beneath me.
I winced from the jarring of my shoulder.
“Forgive me,” he said. “I didn't mean to hurt you.”
I didn't respond to that ridiculous claim. He'd hurt me in so many ways, his statement was laughable.
"Today is a very special day. I would appreciate spending it together. Just me and you."
Just Me and you."That's what you said as you prepared to fuck me in front of my family."
“That’s in the past.” His manhood pressed against me. “Can’t we celebrate an anniversary? We've been together over a week, and I'm bringing you home tomorrow. I thought that deserves a celebration given our bumpy start…”
I couldn’t simply forget what he’d done. “Forget every single hurtful thing you’ve done to me? Move on to act like some sort of happy couple whenever you decide I deserve company?” I knew better than to attempt to free myself of his hold. “And will you humiliate me while you’re celebrating?”
He didn’t immediately respond beyond an annoyed groan, but the way his hand grazed my thigh had me fighting my own desire to reject him. “I suppose if you still prefer, I will leave and have Katya check in on you.”
He must have loved the option he'd given me—five minutes with Katya over the course of the day or spend it with him. There were so many things I wanted to say. So many things I wanted to do, but I didn't want to be alone any longer.
"Fine. Stay."
He let out a peaceful sigh and hummed against my shoulder. "I'm so glad you chose me." When he lifted the plate of cheesecake, I jerked it from his hand.
“I can feed myself.” I scooped up a forkful and brought it to my mouth. The rich flavor delighted my taste buds and, despite all he'd done, I ignored the recent actions of the man who'd begun to untie my sash.
It didn't take him long to have the robe off my good shoulder that was pressed against his chest. Next, the other lowered until both sleeves crumpled down at my elbows. My bites slowed.
My mind went to the Armon seated across from me at the coffee shop. He was a man I'd found myself attracted to. Tingles already affected my nipples that peaked as they awaited his touch. He was a man who gave me a reason to stay with him a little longer instead of going home. The arch of my back stretched my sore shoulder. He was a man who shot me so he could keep me. Before that thought brought my resentment to the surface, his large hand massaged my breast below the bandage.
"Your rosy nipples are like jewels atop perfect mountains." He spoke of my mediocre chest as though it was something everyone would desire.
I lowered the plate to my lap when his stubbly cheek rubbed against my skin as he dipped down to my other breast. The warm glide of his tongue over my peak was a new sensation I couldn't describe. My back arched further, requiring his support. The ache of my wound was drowned by the firming squeeze and dedicated suction.
My mind drifted to the camera, causing me to tense, and breaking his focus. "It’s just me and you right now, Sweet One." The words were purred against my breast. After a pleasurous pinch, his palm glid down past my ribs and stomach to my core, sending the plate to the floor as he spread my legs.
It was just us, like at the coffeehouse. My thighs opened to welcome the fingers that slid over the length of my slit before they returned to my nub. For a while, it was he and I and his dedicated hand that reacted to my every response. Be it a gasp or arch or my increasing pants as I went boneless, he already knew my body.
“I love the way you look before you cum.” His motions quickened, causing me to free myself to the bliss.
As my climax neared, he slowed. I whimpered at the tease. His supporting arm tightened, and he stood to lay me on the edge of the bed. If he were anyone else, I might have refused to be so exposed with how far he pushed my legs apart. He wasn't just anyone, though. He'd been the first man I found myself attracted to in a long while. The only man who had heated my core in inexplicable ways. And the only one to have me.
His gray gaze locked on mine, and I couldn't break the hold. At least, not until he lowered his skilled mouth to my cunt and had my pelvis rising to meet it. This was the man whose smile had brought me the most joy I'd felt in a while as he sat in a plush chair across from me. As my bliss soared and muscles locked, my walls pulsed and tightened over the tip of his tongue.
After letting me bask in the moment, he rose and gripped my hips tight; his girthy length slid into me. This was the casual man who caused me to take another glance at his handsome face, who even fully clothed that first night had a build I couldn't help but admire. Deep and slow he went. This was the man I would have given my phone number to and awaited his call. Sensitive as my cunt felt, it took him in with hunger.
I'd hid my delighted noises until this moment when a moan escaped me. My embarrassment had me reading the smile that played on his lips. It was a smile I'd found reassuring a week ago.
In and out, deep and slow, bodies grinding with toe curling satisfaction. Need within me built again as my cunt answered him. His body dropped to mine, mouths connecting and tongues greeting, wet torsos gliding against each other before my walls milked his cock of seed. Then it was just me and him panting against each other as though this was something we'd been waiting for.
Soon after, we were in the jacuzzi. I cast cautious glances his way, and he cast an equal number of curious ones my way. This was the man who would have been my escape from a family I felt trapped with.
Few words may have been spoken, but I enjoyed every moment of his company. The two glasses of wine permitted me a few smiles at some of his conversation about neutral topics like food and vacations.
The sun was already setting over the horizon and altering the sea to a soft rippled glow when his phone buzzed. He quickly retrieved it and answered, speaking low as he crossed the room to the window. I could make out some of the words.
"You liked it…wonderful…" His tone was different than when he spoke to Katya. It was a sincere affectionate, not like the way he spoke to me either.
