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“Bright and early, motherfucker.”
Their bodies jostled and I imagined them doing the boy fist bump-shoulder bang thing. The cold fingers trailed my calf as I tried not to stiffen or react but failed. Beau's arm tightening around me imperceptibly. Then the phantom touch was gone, his door clicked, and we were alone.
Beau rose in a fluid movement, still holding me, and flicked the lock. His hand cupped my chin and he forced my head back, staring straight into my tear tracked face.
“I’m so fucking sorry. I thought the damn door was locked,” he whispered, pressing his mouth to my temple. “We’re going to sleep and you’re staying in my arms all night, little Toy. But first...”
He lay me in his bed, all stretched out, his lips finding the place Donovan’s fingers touched my calf. He licked and sucked there until I was certain I would wake up covered in hickeys, then made his way along my thighs, systematically erasing the other man’s touch.
When his mouth fixed on my pussy, I gushed on his tongue, unable to curb the moan that tore through me.
“That’s it, Toy. Nice and loud for the boys to wank off to. Be good and entertain them all.” The caustic undertone told me how much he hated this fake-but-real bullshit role he was forced to play, his fingers digging painfully into my thighs, but I didn’t care.
“Mark me, please, B–” I closed my eyes and whimpered as he nipped my clit with his teeth. “Please, Sir.”
“Good girl.”
I flushed with joy at the compliment, knowing I hadn’t screwed up too badly as he went to town, his lips and tongue relentless until I came.
Then he started again.
When I dozed on his bed after countless orgasms, his silent apology for the invasion into our perfect evening together, he used a warm cloth to sponge my skin, cleaning me, worshipping. I was too exhausted to return the favor but tried reaching for him anyway.
“I should do you,” I whispered, barely able to hold my eyelids open.
“Now's my time with you, Toy,” he said tenderly, and no amount of nicknames or slutty poses denied the affection in his voice. “Sleep, girl. I’ll watch you.”
Ominous, perhaps. Loving? Absolutely.
“Thank you, Beau,” I murmured into his shoulder.
I was already half asleep before he slid beneath me, wrapped me in his limbs until we tangled in an unbreakable knot, and slipped away where there was nothing more than him, and me.
***
Iwandered listlesslyaround the dorm room I shared with Raleigh while the Kingsman house was off-limits. Everything here reminded me of what it was like before. Before I knew Beau Bennett. Before he shot a man who tried to kill me...all over money, of which they both had and I didn’t. At least, not anymore.
“Stop pacing.” Raleigh appeared before me like a ghostie, gripping my arms fiercely. “Is this what he’s done to you? Turned you into a mindless drone who can’t think for herself?”
I blinked at her. “I’ve been editing his thesis, he’s teaching me economics and finances, what’s not in the courses, all the things he knows, and he watches all the way through every one of my rehearsals for the end of year concert.”
Raleigh dropped her hands, her lips twitching. “That’s very...Beau.”
I huffed. “Yes. Yes, it is.”
“So,” she cleared her throat. “Are you loving it there now?’
“You mean like you do with Nate?’
“Yeah, like that,” she grumbled, shooting me a glare under the new bangs she’d cut.
I flicked my fingers under it, puffing it out. “This is super cute.”
She beamed at me. “Yeah, I like it too.”
“Nate?”
“Not that I should care what a male thinks of my hair but...yes. He likes blowing air at it, playing with it then kissing me stupid.”
