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“Because that’s what partners do! They pick up the slack, they see the need and fill what they can. I have the money, let me do this for you.”
“I don’t like being beholden to people. Debts make me nervous.”
“It’s a gift.”
“I already accepted a gift from you.”
I threw my hands up in the air. “The dress? Eliza, that was a selfish thing on my part. The gift was you wearing it. I’ll buy you a million dresses. Let me pay for your fucking medical bill.”
“Because you feel guilty?”
“No! Because I can and I want to.”
“Why though?”
“Because I fucking love you.”Shit.It was all going to come down to that anyway.
She stared at me. She opened her mouth like she was going to speak but closed it, like the words got stuck in her throat.
“I’m not expecting you to respond to that. But what I feel for you certainly isn’t fleeting. I want to pay for your medical bill because I can’t stand to see the woman I love taking on that burden when she doesn’t have to. Please. Just accept it.”
She nodded once. “Thank you.”
I kissed her and stood, ignoring the wide eyes she gave me when she was face to face with my cock for half a second. I stepped out of the tub and held up a robe for her. She stood and let me wrap her up in it.
“Trask.”
“Hush,” I said, kissing her temple. “You don’t have to say anything.”
She bit her lip and nodded, allowing me to lead her to the bed and pull her close to me. I fell asleep to the scent of Eliza and the sound of crashing waves.
Iwoke to a tingling in my spine, a raging hard-on, and Eliza under the sheets sucking my cock.
“Holy hell, heavens, and whatever deity allowed this moment to take place.”
She paused, lifting her head to meet my eyes. “Good morning.”
“A very good morning indeed,” I groaned.
She licked up the shaft and swirled her tongue over the head before taking all of me in her mouth.
“You’re driving me crazy,” I groaned.
She hummed and I nearly lost it. I could feel her smiling against my cock.
“Oh, you like having control over me?” I asked.
She smiled, licking my cock like a damn popsicle.
“Oh sweetheart, what are you doing to me?”
23
ELIZA
“Oh sweetheart, what are you doing to me?”
He sounded a strange mix of surprise and yearning. I liked making him lose his mind like this. I liked being between his thick thighs with his thick cock in my mouth. I’d been with other guys, given a few blow jobs and hand jobs, but I’d always felt gross and used after. But now? I felt like a goddamned queen making my king buckle under me. It made me renew my efforts, and I was rewarded with a guttural moan. He pumped the back of my throat three times and spilled everything he had.
