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“I so badly want to fuck you, baby. I can’t wait to be the one filling you.”
She moaned around her fork, her cheeks growing rosier by the second.
“I’m so glad you like the feast I prepared for you, Mistress Ash,” said Nigel. “Mmm, mmm good.” He moaned around his fork too.
She cringed and then moaned again.
“Dirty girl.” I bit her earlobe and she came against my fingers. And then she started to squirt all over my hand. Soaking her skirt and a bit of the tablecloth.
I smiled. I bet she hadn’t done that for Angel and Diablo.
“Tanner, what do I do?” she whispered in horror. “Everyone’s going to think I peed myself.”
No one was going to think that. I grabbed a napkin, wiped off my hand, and then draped the napkin across her lap. She’d dry off before dessert. Just in time for me to make her do it again.
I grabbed the closest tray of food and piled my plate high. And then I tried to focus on my meal. Because I was seconds away from burning my apartment to the ground.
True Love - Chapter 10 – Two Mechanical Rubber Fists
Thursday – Thanksgiving, 2023
Ash
“Yes, yes, we’ll hang out again soon,” said Tanner as he practically shooed his friends out the door.
Jacob peered over Brooklyn’s shoulder. He waved at me.
I waved goodbye at my grandson and smiled. He was so cute. It was strange how easily I fit with Tanner’s friends. And how easily I’d started to call a kid not related to me or Tanner at all my grandson. I smiled. I was pretty sure I was an amazing grandparent.
I waited for the last guest to cross the bridge before closing the door. And when I turned around, Tanner stepped forward, slamming my back against it.
“Finally.” He exhaled like the past few hours had been excruciating.
“Didn’t you have fun?”
“It’s not exactly fun to be worried about setting my apartment and all my loved ones on fire.” He grabbed my thighs and lifted me up.
I wrapped my legs around his waist.
He groaned in my ear and carried me away from the door.
I buried my fingers in his long hair.
“Maybe don’t touch me,” he said, his voice tight.
I lifted my hands and the weight shift almost made us topple over.
Tanner laughed and pressed his hand against the wall to steady himself. “You can still hold on to my shoulders. Just...don’t make me cum.”
I smiled. I loved how turned on he was right now. I’d been so embarrassed that I’d had sex with other people before showing up to Tanner’s Thanksgiving. But if anything, Tanner had seemed to really like it. I was pretty sure he was seconds away from burning One57 to the ground.
Tanner reached the door of his masturbatorium and tried to open it. But it was locked. “Nigel!” he yelled over his shoulder.
Nigel appeared beside us.
I thought I’d feel uncomfortable with my legs around Tanner’s waist...but I guess I was finally used to Nigel watching me all the time.
“You gotta let me in,” said Tanner.
