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Derek.
We stare at each other for what feels like hours but is probably only seconds before he disconnects.
A second later, a notification pops up and I see Xavier’s name.
Gingerly, I ease myself off the dildo, wincing as things rub awkwardly, and then crawl forward to grab the phone out of the holder. Flopping down onto my back on the rubber floor, I hold the phone above my head and open the message.
Xavier:You’ve earned yourself seventeen more rewards.
I look at the last message sent before this one and my chest constricts. It’s my message in the group chat, begging them to let me explain.
Laughter bubbles in my throat.
This man is… This man is mine. Savage as fuck. But also, mine. Even if the others don’t want me anymore, I’m keeping Xavier. And I’m pretty sure he is keeping me.
Chapter 38
Emery
The hot water from the rainfall showerhead cascades down my bowed head, and I watch as the water runs into the drain. A shiver like ice starts in the center of my back, curving up and over my shoulder, and down into my legs as a stray thought about that amazing fucking machine pops into my head.
I’m still not positive that my brain has settled in my head properly. Everything is still the tiniest bit floaty. Tingly. It’s been a few hours since my last orgasm, and I spent most of that time in front of the TV, curled up with a blanket and with Teddy, constantly replaying Xavier’s heartbeat. Blue and Rocky were there, too, but they were backup dancers to Teddy’s lead.
I would have happily stayed there for the rest of the day, but food was delivered by one of the security guys. The usual knock at the door and me asking them to leave it by the door. Wait. Then open it to get the food.
As much as I’m sure those G.I. Joe wannabes are discreet and all that shit, I don’t need them to be all up in my business. Or my daddies’ business.
This apartment is just for us, no intruders allowed.
Dinner included several Mexican dishes, enough for four actual adults, not my mini-adult size. The upside was that I got to try a little of each.
Thumbs-up on the enchilada, bowl, and burrito. I can take or leave the nachos. There was a whole lot going on, almost too much.
Also, I think I’ll be eating naked a lot more often. The whole thing was some sort of Marie Antoinette bullshit. Reclining back, food scattered around me, tits cooled from the air conditioning, and pussy getting aired out.
Definitely a repeatable activity.
Another repeatable activity is standing under this rainfall showerhead. I’ve typically only used the adjustable head at face level, but tonight I felt like washing my hair.
Water pools in the cup that I’ve made with my folded arms and boobs, overflowing my forearms and down my stomach. I have zero idea how long I’ve been standing here, but it’s long enough the hot water should have run out. But it hasn’t. Though I don’t know what this magic is, I approve.
This shower, cuddles with Teddy and a blanket, and deluding myself into thinking I can smell them on the pillowcases are the only things getting me through them not being here to give me cuddles post-orgasms.
I’m not sure I can spend a whole other day here tomorrow alone. I’ve gotten all my studying done, even gotten a chapter ahead in all four classes. My first two assignments have a basic structure that I need to spend more time on, but my brain is fried.
Maybe I should go back to the dorm tomorrow? Or maybe… maybe I could ask Hudson if his offer to go shopping this weekend is still available? That could work. As soon as I can manage to leave the magical powers of the shower, I’ll—
The bathroom suddenly goes completely dark. I jerk to look up at the room, but the darkness is so complete that I can’t even see the door or the light that should be shining through it from my bedroom. The only sound is that of the running water splashing onto the tiles.
Oh, and my own fucking pulse inside my head. Because that’s incredibly fucking loud.
Did the building lose power?
My heart aches with how hard it’s pounding in my chest. I try to take some deep breaths to ease the tightness as I reach for the taps to turn the water off, the magic suddenly gone.
I’ll find my phone, and then there will be light again.
It’s fine, I’m fine.
