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I stalk toward her and grab her arm, dragging her to the abductor machine. I shove her shorts and panties down her legs, ignoring her protests, before pushing her down onto the seat.
“You wanted to work out. Now work out.”
“Are you serious?” she hisses, moving to stand.
I pin her against the machine. “Something you should know, Nova, is that I don’t joke. Not about you and not aboutthis.” I punctuatethisby thrusting a finger inside her.
I can feel how swollen she is, and as much as I don’t want to hurt her, I’m too pissed to back off. “Spread your legs nice and wide, baby. Come on, you were the one that wanted to work out,” I taunt.
“Fuck you, Vice. This is bullshit, and you know it.”
I pull my finger free of her pussy and get on my knees in front of her. I push her thighs wide, the machine pushing back against the force. I dip my head and place my nose against her clit and take a deep breath before flicking my tongueover it.
It’s always better from the source.
“Vice,” she shouts, and I realize she’s called my name more than once. I look up at her, but I don’t release my hold on her thighs. I like the view from down here. I wonder if she’ll let me take a picture.
“You left,” I snap at her. Her eyes narrow as they move over my face.
“I can’t stay. It’s too dangerous,” she counters softly, as if sensing I’m on the edge.
Maybe she’s realizing Aldo might have been the safer bet.
“You didn’t tell me you were leaving. You just left.”
Her expression softens. “I didn’t want to wake you,” she tells me gently. I hear the truth in her words, but I know that’s not all there was to it. “Can I close my legs now?” she asks, exasperated.
“No.”
I dip my head back down and give her a few more licks before pulling back once I feel calmer. “You sore?”
“If I say yes, will it stop you from fucking me?”
“No.”
She huffs out a laugh before she sighs. “Yes, I’m sore. Please, Vice, just give me a few hours. Unless you get off on my pain,” she challenges.
“It’s not your pain I get off on, Nova. It’s your fear.” I let go of her legs, letting them close, before pulling the gift box from my hoodie pocket.
“What’s this?”
“You never got a gift before?” I joke. “The idea is that you unwrap it and…” My voice trails off when she flushes, embarrassed. I realize my joke wasn’t far off the mark. “You never got a gift before?”
She shrugs like it’s no big deal.
“Nova.”
“What? Just drop it, okay? It’s not a big deal.”
I want to argue with her but stop myself. Fuck it. I’ll get her a gift every day to make up for all the ones she missed out on.
“Come on. Open it.”
She looks at me and smiles softly before pulling the ribbon and gently opening the flaps of the silver paper.
“Baby, half the fun is tearing into it.”
“No, not this one. I want to keep the paper and the ribbon.”
