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“I guess so.” She looked between the ring and me, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
I flipped her hand over and tenderly ran the pad of my thumb over the place her stitches had been.
When we left dinner, there was a slew of paparazzi ready to grab our photo with the giant ring placed on her hand. I tucked her into my side, and we made our way back to the car, with her displaying the giant ring on her ring finger. She gripped me tightly as the photographers crowded us.
We got into the car.
“Holy shit. That was intense.” She breathed, looking out the back window as we drove away.
I gave her a bruising kiss. “Come home with me.” I tried to persuade her.
“I don’t think I should.”
“Why not?”
She was breathy. I could feel how much she wanted to. “Actually, I can’t really think of a good reason.”
Suddenly, she rolled up the partition and climbed down in front of me, hungrily undoing my belt. She began to stroke me. I groaned as she looked up at me, licking up and down my shaft before taking my head into her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed out, and I ran my hands through her hair, grabbing a fistful as she tried her best to take my length into her mouth. She struggled not to choke as she took my length in further and further. She ran her hands around the base of my shaft, her fingers not quite reaching around my girth, and I panted, watching her do her best with greedy eyes as her head bobbed back and forth. My legs trembled as I exploded, and I shot my desire onto her face and neck. She licked her lips, looking pleased with herself.
“Mmm. You’re not the only one who can unravel someone.” She smirked.
“Come here.” I grabbed a tissue and wiped her face and chest off before it dripped down onto her dress.
“How about you stay the night at my house?” She said.
“Your house?” I raised my eyebrows. “Alright.”
Mikey dropped us off at her front door, and she had a gleam in her eye as she unlocked the door, and we stepped inside.
Her orange tabby cat immediately came running out of the bedroom with a “Meow” and rubbed against her legs.
“Hi, Tater.” She reached down and scratched his head.
She walked into the kitchen and turned around, leaning on the counter. “Well, this is it.”
I shook my head, bridging the distance. “We should have stayed at my place.”
“Maybe.”
The truth was, I was interested in seeing where she lived, and what it looked like. Mike had been the one to collect her cat when I’d had Addison at my place right after her fall. I hadn’t seen where she lived.
I looked around. It was cramped and small; she had just a few pieces of furniture, and it was decorated super minimally. Addison hunted around the kitchen for wine glasses, and a bottle of wine, while I wandered to the living room, and flipped open a coffee-table book that was a self printed photo album.
“Do your parents live in the city?” I asked.
She brought the wine into the living room. “They’re about thirty minutes from here.” She took a sip of the wine, her eyes glittering over the rim at me.
“I’d like to meet them sometime.”
She looked at me funny, “Why?”
“I’d like to meet the people who made my favorite person.”
“Oh, I’m your favorite person, huh? I thought we hated each other.” She giggled, wrapping her hand around my tie. “How would I introduce you?”
“As your fiancé.”
“But you’re not, really.” She whispered.
