I keep up the sucking pressure, loving her tangy smell.
“Sir!” It’s a half scream, a guttural moan.
I suck through her aftershocks for a solid minute before wrapping her in my arms.
“Oh…that was a lot.”
“Told you I could make you come again.”
Mara laughs. “Yes you did.”
I press her head against my shoulder.
Her body is heaving, she’s shivering slightly.
“Good girl, princess.” I bring a blanket around us, and I nuzzle her neck.
“Thank you Sir.” The way her eyes meet mine, I know this woman is mine.
“You’re a good girl, a very good girl. You’re not dirty,” I reassure her, remembering her aftercare request.
“I feel…good,” Mara snuggles against me and she's asleep a moment later.
I watch her sleep, determined to make her laugh every day and give her so many orgasms she shatters every night.
I push away the thought that I only have three more days to do that and fall asleep holding her in my arms.
14 MARA
FEBRUARY, 11TH
I’m staring at Evan sleeping, thinking how perfect waking up next to him is, just like this when his dark eyes open and that sultry smile of his greets me. “Good morning princess.”
“I’m a little wrung out from all those orgasms.”
“Yeah?” He raises an eyebrow.
I cup his cheek in my palm, liking the feel of his stubble. “Yeah..”
He leans forward, kisses me deeply and my phone rings. And keeps rinigng.
“You can get that,” Evan runs a hand through my curls.
“I’d rather stay here,” I mutter but it rings again. I reach for it, feeling how languid my body feels. The things this man can do to my body leaves me breathless.
But my phone flashes my dad’s number. It’s like a bucket of cold water, an unwelcome intrusion to this bliss.
“It’s nothing,” I reach for Evan and he kisses me, soothing anxieties he doesn’t know about, the unwelcome intrusion is easier to ignore.
He moves over me, his legs somehow straddling my body perfectly, not making me feel awkward or like my body size is too much.
“You can get that.”
He groans, eases himself off of me.
I kiss his check, as he answers the call and go to shower, pushing thoughts of my dad firmly way.
As I came out of the shower, Evan kisses me, while his phone is pressed to his ear as he took his turn to get cleaned up.