Page 197 of Black Flag

For the majority of ourlives together we’d constantly been surrounded by people. We were rarely everalone and I was relieved to know that no one had a fucking clue as to where wewere staying.

The overwhelmingsensations, the pleasures, the new closeness that I felt toward her in thesemoments, all of it was so much more than I had ever imagined or ever hoped for.

What I had thought wasimpossible had become our reality. I didn’t feel like a NASCAR race car driverthat could barely go anywhere without being noticed anymore. I only felt likethis beautiful woman’s husband in these moments.

I smiled down at Swaynow sleeping soundly after this morning’s activities and her pancakes. Her hairmessy and her cheeks flushed slightly. She was perfect.

“Where are you going?”

“Toget the door.Room service is here,” I told her glancing over my shoulder and noticedsomething I didn’t approve of. “Hey what are you doing there?”

“Nothing...Mmm...”

“Stop that.”

“No.”

“Sway,”

“Mmm...sogood...”

“Sway,” I turned on myheel and headed back toward her. “Isn’t this my job?” I motioned toward herhand that was currently between her legs, but the sight was something I’dimagined in my dreams countless times. I couldn’t draw my eyes away from it.

A loud rap soundedagainst the door. “Fuck...” I groaned. “I’ll beright back...stop that until I getback.”

“Mmm...” she moaned again, arching her back asI rushed toward the door.

Cracking the door openas little as possible, “What’s up?” My gaze still focused behind me on Sway.

When I turned towardthe kid, he was looking at me weird. I probably did look weird.

He cleared his throatbefore speaking. “Your food, sir,”

“Right...just leave it outside...here.” I handed him a hundred dollarbill for something I’m sure was only about thirty.

He glanced down at thebill and then back up at me. “I can bring it inside.” He told me. “It’s my job,you know.”

“I know what your jobis.” I snapped as I heard Sway moan again, my fists clenched beside me,gripping the doorframe.

The kid smirked andtried to look over my shoulder—there was no hiding what those noises were. Istepped outside the door, slamming it shut behind me.

“I saidleavethe goddamn food outside.” I moved toward him, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Yes sir.” He stammeredbacking away.

I waited until he wasdown the hall before I opened the door, pushing the tray inside. By that time,Sway’s eyes were closed, writhing around in pleasure...pleasure I wasn’t causing and thatinfuriated me.

I was by the bed in aninstant, removing her hand to replace it with my mouth. I started out slow,bringing her to the brink and then drawing back.

After the fourth timeof doing this, she fisted her hands in my hair, pulling my face to look up ather. “You do that again and I will kill you.” The murderous expression she worefrightened me slightly so this time I didn’t stop until she was violentlyshaking against me, screaming out my name.

I always wondered howloud she could scream that...now I know.

Pleased with myself, Icrawled up her body, trailing feather soft kisses across her swollen abdomen.Once I reached her neck, I nipped against the soft flesh lightly. “Don’t evertease me like that again.”

“You just don’t likethe fact I was getting myself off.” She blinked slowly when I looked over ather, pushing her legs apart, the corners of her mouth twisted into a triumphantsmile.

I moved my hands torest against the pillow behind her head shaking my head, “No...I don’t.” Despite my domineering tone, Ismiled and winked, my hips flexing forward to enter her. Sway let out a noisesomewhere between a gasp and a moan that goaded me on.

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