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Iwake up to the smell of coffee and a cold, empty bed. It took me over an hour to fall asleep, my mind replaying the question she asked me over and over again.
Climbing from the bed, I pull on my clothes from last night, cursing myself for not leaving the duffel I’d brought over yesterday. Fully dressed, because I don’t want her to think I have expectations, my nose follows the smell of coffee as I walk to the kitchen.
She’s standing in front of the coffee machine, pouring a cup, her long legs on display as the oversized t-shirt she’s wearing sits mid thigh.
Standing behind her, I band one arm around her waist as the hand of the other lands on her thigh, smoothing up under the t-shirt. My nose finds her neck as I drop a kiss on her bare shoulder.
“Good morning,” I hear the smile in her voice.
“Morning. How are you feeling?”
“Much better.” She tips her head back onto my shoulder as her eyes seek out mine. “I’m sorry I called you away from work. I’d had a bad dream and it kind of feels silly in the cold light of day.”
“I’m glad you called me.” I don’t say any more than that because how do I explain that I want to be someone she can rely on when she’s made it clear being casually exclusive—or whatever this is—it’s not enough for her?
I don’t even know what I want us to be.
Her eyes drop to the mug in her hand and then to the ring on her finger, before she asks, “Why do you want me to keep this ring?”
That’s a good question and one I do have an answer for. If she’d asked me why I want her to keep it on herfinger, I’m not sure what reason I’d give or if I’d even have one.
“Because it’s yours. I got it for you.”
“But ou—”
Her words are silenced as my fingers slip under the hem of her shirt and into her panties, where I’m met with her already wet core. I suck on the sensitive skin on the base of her neck as I rub over her clit.
Her voice is breathy and filled with desire as she says, “Bastian.”
Yes, I’m playing dirty. Distracting her from asking questions I don’t have answers to, but I don’t want to analyze this when we could be doing things that aremuchmore fun.
“Tell me what you want,” I groan.
“You,” she rasps, her hips grinding into my crotch.
If my dick wasn’t already rock hard, it would be now.
“No, tell meexactlywhat you want me to do.”
“Fill me,” she moans as I dip two fingers into her drenched core.
“Like this?” I ask, knowing full well she wants my cock.
“No, it’s not enough.”
My thumb swipes over her clit as I finger-fuck her tight pussy. God, I want to bury myself deep inside her as I feel her contract around me. I move the hand that was around her waist up her body, tweaking a nipple as I go until I reach her throat. Keeping the grip on the smooth column light, I urge her to turn her head to me.
“Words, princess. I need you to use your words and tell me exactly what you want.”
Her eyes are heavy as her tongue darts out to swipe across her lips, pulling my focus to them.
Not yet.
As soon as I get a taste of her I’m not going to stop and I want to please her. To do what she wants me to do to get her off.
“I want—” I feel the movement of her throat under my palm as she swallows before continuing, “I want to taste you. I want to choke on your cock.”
Fuck.
