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Then I felt his left arm wrap around my stomach. “It's okay. I have you. I won't let you go.”
For some odd reason, my fear of the horse disappeared.
We went faster, and at one point, I found myself laughing. It was a wonderful experience. But I still couldn't ride it alone without my prince holding me. After leaving the ranch, we watched a movie at a drive-in. He had his seat reclined, and I did too.
I pulled my eyes away from the screen and turned to look at him. He was also looking at me. It felt like we were the only ones there. He motioned for me to come. I obeyed immediately, straddling him, and laying on his chest. The sound of his beating heart dulled my senses, luring me to sleep.
Was this really okay?
Bruce
I can't keep doing this to her.
Chapter nineteen
Trouble Brewing
Tabitha
My week in Maryland was something to remember. Bruce and I had a lot more dates. I spent the rest of our time in the hospital, helping as many children as I could. There was no time for anything sexy, though. We made out time to cuddle and watch movies.
Helena left on the third day, and I stayed at Bruce's house. He was trying to cover up for lost time, so he rarely was home, spending most of his days at the hospital. That was until the 7th day when his stay was over. He didn't go to work that day, and that meant I didn't have to either. We just had ourselves for company. that meant… I could finally get what I wanted. Or what I craved.
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“Aren't you going to pack anything?” Bruce asked as he inspected his suitcase.
Remember what Helena taught you. Be seductive, and there is no need to be dominant. Offer a suggestion and let him act on it.
“I didn't bring many things,” I said. “I assumed I was going to be here for a shorter period.”
“I'm sorry. I kept you longer than the time your sister stayed,” he apologized as he closed the suitcase and zipped it.
“You shouldn't even apologize about that,” I said as I leaned against the door.
“I…” he stopped speaking as he noticed me. “What's that?”
“One of your dress shirts,” I answered as I stared at the outfit covering my body.
I turned around and touched my knees, “It's pretty comfortable.”
“I just had that drycleaned,” he remarked as he put the suitcase on the floor.
“That explains the smell,” I remarked as I stretched from side to side like I was preparing for a race.
I could feel his eyes burning holes in the dress shirt.
“You don't seem to understand. That's one of my favorite shirts,” he said as he approached me.
I escaped from the room, but I didn't run. I made sure I was walking slowly enough to keep the chase going and fast enough to make sure he didn't reach me. I reached the kitchen and grabbed one of the grapes we had had for dinner. I fed myself while waiting for him to come. He entered the kitchen and stared while I licked my fingers. I could tell the sight aroused him. The bulge in his pants had swollen considerably.
“I love how you would pretend like you don't know what you're up to,” he growled. “Take off my shirt.”
“No.” I refused.
My pussy was already getting excited. My nipples were already hardened at their tips, aggressively pushing against the fabric covering them. As the shirt rubbed against my nipples, it excited me.
“Take it off, Tabitha. Don't be stubborn,” he urged as he stood before me.
