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I see her eyes flick to the ceiling, searching for me more than once during the show. When later, I knock quietly at her dressing room door and enter, she’s in a strange mood.
“There you are!” She sets down the little towel she’s using to remove her makeup and flings herself straight into my arms. I think nothing of it at first. She’s always openly affectionate, brimming with life and laughter. Jessie stretches up for a kiss which turns hungry in an instant. Her tongue pushes at my lips and tangles with mine. Her little moans of pleasure speed my pulse and in moments, she’s wrapping her legs around my hips, climbing me, clinging to me.
I can’t say I’m complaining. After last night, my balls are aching to come. Her breathy cries and salty sweet juices are still fresh in my mind. Pretty soon, my cock is hard and straining between us and I shove things from the dressing table onto the floor so I can set her down and pull her hips forward to grind myself against her wet heat.
Christ, she’s wearing only panties beneath the thin silky gown that’s already half undone. The barrier of black fabric is already damp and perfumed with her arousal.
A vase of flowers teeters at the edge of the counter and I snatch it before it can smash on the floor. Jessie looks around and something closes across her eyes like a blind being lowered. She frowns and turns her face away from my next kiss. “Take me home.”
“Mmm,” I murmur against her neck, not willing to take my mouth from her flesh even for a moment. “Later.”
She stiffens. “Now. Please. Let’s go home.”
Pulling back, I cup her face with my hands and study her expression. “What is it, princess?”
Her hands cover mine, but she won’t meet my eyes. “Nothing.”
It clearly isn’t nothing, but if something has spooked her, perhaps being at home is exactly what she needs. With a sigh and a final kiss, I drag myself from the cradle of her thighs and palm down my throbbing erection. It can wait. I can wait, until I have her all to myself, relaxed and happy and sated. Then and only then will I allow myself the pleasure of sinking into her sweet channel and taking what I so desperately need.
We gather her things. Jessie pulls on her jeans and sweater, pulling her warm jacket and scarf over the top of everything else. Then we turn to go.
“You want to take your flowers, angel?”
She shakes her head. “No.”
She doesn’t explain further and I don’t press her. I walk her to the door of the theater and gather her up in my arms the moment we’re outside.
I’m not a monster—well I am, but I really do intend to take things slow and talk to her about what’s bothering her once we get back to her apartment. No sooner have I hunched over to duck through the door though, and Jessie slips out of my arms and drops to her knees on the carpet.
“Jessie—”
“Shhh. Maurice is working tonight and you let me fall asleep last night without getting you off.”
“You don’t have to—” I break off with a strangled noise when she tugs aside my loincloth and takes my cock in her small hand. Christ! It’s already throbbing and weeping just at the sight of her down there. She gives me a wicked grin then flattens her tongue and runs it right up the base of my shaft.
Fuck me! That’s all it takes.
My hand strays to her long hair and she moans when I thread my claws into the silky strands. Her tongue continues the torment, lapping at my flesh in long slow strokes that have me weak at the knees. When she reaches the point right beneath the head, I groan and my fingers tighten in her hair.
She huffs a tiny cruel laugh and flicks that spot with the tip of her tongue. I nearly crack in half with pleasure.
“By the virgin, you are a wicked woman. Don’t stop.”
The smile at the corners of her lips is unmistakable as she blinks up at me through impossibly long lashes. Then she opens her mouth and takes the whole of my cockhead into that sweet wet heat and I’m utterly lost.
One gentle hand cups my sac and draws carefully at my tight bollocks, massaging them until my breath is ragged and my wings unfurl. God I love the things she does to me with her pretty mouth!
There’s a crash. Something tips from a bookshelf onto the floor. Jessie giggles. Her mouth leaves my cock with a wet pop and I groan. “Tonight you’re mine to do exactly what I want with.”
I grunt. “I’m yours.” Doesn’t she know the power she wields?
She continues, stroking me leisurely with her hand. “What I want tonight is to make you come harder than you’ve ever come in your life.”
She gets to her feet and I nearly beg for her mouth on me again, but she plants her small hands in the center of my chest and gives me a shove. “On my bed, William. Naked and waiting for me.”
I don’t hesitate to follow her instructions.
My tiny fierce princess follows me slowly. I watch her slip the jacket over her shoulders and toss it onto a chair. Then she pulls her sweater over her head as she reaches the doorway.
