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She wasn’t struggling.
She loved it.
Does she love me?
In the back of my mind, I always wonder if a woman wants me for me or for my money. Ironic, that I buy women with ridiculous sums and then flinch when it seems they’re enjoying being spoiled.
I’ve set up women to fail in a relationship with me.
Or they weren’t right for me.
Jess likes Bernadette. And knows everything about her. How I met her. The situation she has with Ash and Ford.
If all that isn’t a flashing neon sign thatBernadette is absolutely perfect for me, what the hell else am I doing?
Also, I didn’t lock her up in my house to be a pet to fuck.
Okay, that came out wrong.
A woman to fuck who I don’t care about.
I could have pushed the issue with Ford for Bernie to live with me. Despite his hulking bravado and confidence the size of the Empire State Building, Ford would have backed down to me.
I guess I didn’t want Bernadette to be like my other contracts.
But she keeps telling us she’s leaving.
Fuck, we’ve fallen for her, and she’s going to move away. Break our hearts.
She’s got drive and ambition. She wants a name for herself, not ride on my coattails like Warren, who keeps my name and uses it for favors and privileges.
All this swims in my head as I put lotion on every inch of Bernadette, loving how she purrs at my touch when I give her a full body massage.
With my other prizes, I’d give the required washcloth aftercare and then, hike down the hall to my bedroom without so much as a polite goodnight.
Bernadette has been different in every way. She made me different.
“Do you need a bath, my love?” I say, to get my tongue moving.
Her eyes blink at me calling her that. Too bad,I like how it feels coming out of my mouth, I’d say if she asked.
She doesn’t.
“No. I’m tired.” She strokes her arms.
I lift off the bed, my worn-out, wet cock swinging in front of me. “Did you bring pajamas?”
“I have a nightgown. It’s not very sexy.”
“This I have to see.” I paw through her bag, but her hand is there.
“I can get it,” she says with a chuckle.
Kissing her shoulder, I step away just to gut-check myself with these wild thoughts swinging at my brain like a hammer.
In the bathroom, I hop into the doorless glass shower to clean my cock and all the sweat off me.
God, the dirty things I did to my girl.
