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“Focus!” she demanded, smacking my shoulder with her hand.
Frowning, I met her gaze. “I am, lass. I’m very much focused on giving you pleasure.” I spread her ass cheeks apart a little and dipped a pinky into her drenched pussy.
Lorna let out a little moan, then shook her head and blinked a few times. “What do you mean perfect for a salon?”
I sighed. “I mean exactly what I said, lass. I think you should open a salon out here, and I think this building is perfect. If you’ll let me show it to you, I think you’ll agree.”
“But…”
“Just take a look, Lorna,” I pleaded with one of my lopsided smiles.
Some of the tension in her shoulders eased, and she let out a puff of air. “Fine. I’ll look at it.”
“And if it suits, then you’ll move in with me?”
“Eventually,” she agreed, though not with the answer I wanted. “But I can’t afford to open a salon right now. I’ll have to—”
“But I can,” I murmured before bending my neck and sucking one of her distended peaks into my mouth.
“Oh, Cole,” she moaned. “I…um…would you please stop so I can think?”
“Nope,” I mumbled around her nipple. “If I have to fuck the answer I want out of you, I am not above any tactics.”
Lorna’s chest shook with her exasperated giggle, then she grabbed my cheeks with her hands and forced me to look her in the face. “I’m not going to let you pay for me to open a salon.”
“Why not?” I quizzed, a little annoyed that she was fighting me when I wanted to give her everything she’d ever wanted.
“You aren’t my sugar daddy!” she argued indignantly.
“I’m glad you're aware of that, and it's a good thing you are so I don’t have to spank your ass for implying that I am. However, you are mine, lass. Mine to care for, mine to provide for, and I intend to do everything I can to make you happy. So just shut up and let me.”
Lorna blinked a few times, and her green eyes became glassy with unshed tears. “How do you always say just the right thing to make me melt into a puddle?”
I laughed and took her lips in a deep kiss as I pushed her back against the wall. “I don’t know if I always say the right thing, lass, but I definitely do my best to make you drip with desire.”
“Yes,” she whimpered when I rocked against her. “I’m so wet for you, Cole. Please…please take me. We can talk later.”
“There’s nothing to talk about, lass,” I declared firmly. “But I’m gonna remind you who you belong to until you are hoarse from screaming it and won’t be able to sit down tomorrow without feeling me inside you.”
“Oh, Cole,” Lorna gasped as she walked into the space I owned in town.
After making her come four times, she agreed to see the building after work. So I finally drove her to the salon, getting there just a few minutes before her first client.
I’d been anxious as fuck all during practice with the team, and when it was over, I left without a word. Lorna had been adamant that she would take transit back to Long Island, but I’d rather she not take public transportation if she didn’t have to.
She was used to it, and while it wasn’t exactly dangerous, there were always risks, so I preferred to drive her and avoid any of the possibilities.
She'd rolled her eyes when she came out of the salon and spotted me double-parked right in front. But when I’d hopped out and came around to open her door, she’d lifted her face for my kiss, and her green eyes were lit with happiness.
“Dia duit, lass.”
Lorna had sighed dreamily, and I’d grinned as I helped her into her seat, shut the door, and loped around to my side.
The small downtown area where the building was situated was about ten minutes from our house. It was built into a little strip of stores with a bakery directly on one side and a bookstore on the other. Lorna had bemoaned the ease of treats and wriggled with excitement at the sight of all the books.
She was so fucking adorable.
“You could put the front desk here,” I suggested, pointing at the spot. “And maybe stagger the stations throughout the middle of the room, with hair dryers hanging from the ceiling above each booth.”
