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“I’ll give you release,” he groaned and wrapped his hand around my throat. “I’ll make you feel so fucking good, kitten.”
He kissed me hard, silencing my humiliation as he reached down with his other hand and cupped my pussy. Hi drove a finger inside and began to pump it in and out, then added another.
I gasped, and he kissed me silent, clenched my throat, and drove his fingers inside of me harder and harder until I was consumed by the sound of the wet, slipping and my own ragged breath.
“You’re so fucking hot,” he groaned against my mouth. “Such a perfect little whore with a perfect little cunt.”
I took hold of him and wrapped my fingers around his thick shaft. I pumped slowly at first, then sped up to match his rhythm.
It didn’t take long, not with our matching speed and hot throbbing and the way we were moving with each other, like a dance of lust and love, sex and pleasure.
My orgasm happened fast, with an unexpected intensity that brought tears to my eyes and left my voice raw and cracked. I didn’t know if it was from my panting sobs of release or Luke’s fingers around my throat, but I could barely draw a breath through my ruined airways as my body quivered and exploded at his touch.
He was there with me, I felt him tense up in my hand, so I gripped him tighter and jerked him off faster. As I was coming down from mine, I drew it out of him. I pulled and slipped my hand along his smooth, heated flesh until it was slick with cum. His seed spilled over, and his grunt was contained deep in his chest. A muffled cry of ecstasy and triumph as he shot the last of it into my palm.
I felt him dissolve in my fingers, soften and grow sticky. His fingers slid out of me, and our mouths broke apart. His fingers relaxed so did mine, and we sat in the early morning fog, staring at each other with our hands on each other’s most intimate parts.
“Fuck,” he exhaled in a long, low, drawn-out breath. “You know how to make me feel so fucking good, kitten. You make me feel like the king of the Uppers like I could tear this world apart and patch it back together with my love for you. I want to rip the stars from the sky and put them back as an image of your face, so I can feel you watching me everywhere I go.”
His voice was so fucking incredible, especially when he was telling me things like that. I had a memory of Luke writing me poetry and song lyrics, strumming on an acoustic guitar as I made dinner.
I mentally shook it off and kissed him carefully, slowly. “I love it when you talk like that,” I murmured against his mouth. “You make me feel so good. You make me feel like I’m precious, loved, and special.”
“You are loved,” he said and kissed me back. In the distance, a bell rang, one for his ritual. I’d gotten used to it in the time that I’d been here. They were called on Sunday mornings and sometimes through the week in the evening. “You are special. And you are safe.”
“But you have to go,” I said, and the spell was broken. We were suddenly just two people sitting on a cold bench in the chilly fog holding each other’s junk in their hands. Yeah, I know, not exactly the most romantic thing in the world once the magic had worn off and we were dragged cruelly into the reality of the day.
“I have to go,” he said and lifted his fingers to lick them slowly, meaningfully, tasting me. I brought my hand up and licked him off me, lapping up his seed as we watched each other.
It was one last spark of magic, and we kissed, our tongues mixing our juices and flavors against the flesh of our mouths. We tasted like heady sex and desire and like I wanted to do it all again, over and over.
“I wish we could go to my room,” I said. “I wish we could lay in bed all day and do this.”
“I wish I could crawl under your skirt and lick you up,” he laughed. “I wish I could taste you and make you come again and again until your scent was the only thing on my face and in my nose.”
The bells rang again, and he sighed.
“Okay, you can go,” I said and lifted myself off him. I edged away and added, “I release you of your sex duties, my love.”
I laughed and adjusted my panties back in place, and stood up so my skirt would fall down my thighs again.
He stood and tucked himself away, stepped over the bench, and said, “I’m sorry, I really wish I didn’t have to go.”
“Go, go!” I laughed and playfully shoved at him. “You’re going to be late, and you already reek of sex.”
“Everyone will know,” he grinned and lifted his hand as he walked backward away from me. He smelled himself again, raised his eyebrows, and fell back into the hedge. He disappeared, and I heard him shuffle his way to the other side, leaving the lingering scent of our mingled bodies hanging in the fog around me.
I took a long, quivering breath and left the little secret spot, back to my room so I could clean up and make a cup of tea before catching up on my studies.
God, I wished Luke was with me. I would have done anything at that moment to have any of them in my room, keeping me company and helping anchor me to this place.
Life didn’t work that way, though, and I was alone in my room for the rest of the afternoon. After a shower, tea, and some cookies I’d snuck into my drawer from the dining hall, I dove into my studies, and thankfully the day passed quickly.
I didn’t even realize it was dinner time until I heard Victoria and her entourage in the hallway outside. I tensed up and prayed she’d leave me alone, that I was too boring for her, so she’d ignore my presence.
But sadly, the same old stars in the sky were aligned against my favor, and she knocked on my door, yelling for me to open it.
“What is it?” I demanded as I glared at her and her gaggle of giggling fans.
