“Mmmf.” She groans and tenses. “So big.”
“You can handle it. You took me before.” I smooth her hair away to kiss the soft place below her ear. “Just relax, little girl. Easy. I’ll go slow.”
I work my way in while Dani gasps and reaches back to clutch at my arm, my hip, whatever she can reach. A light touch to her clit has her cunt flexing around me. With each shuddering pulse, I can push in a little farther.
Soon, I’m all the way in, feeling the press of her all around my dick, squeezing, hugging.
“So full—yes.” She arches back, gripping me with her leg.
I roll us over so she’s on her stomach and I’m on top, blanketing her back. Her legs are spread for me and I watch the way her ass moves with each of my thrusts. I want to bite her there, lick her everywhere, make big sucking bruises on her perfect skin.
She grips the sheets in her fists. “Troy—yes?—”
Reaching beneath her, I find her clit, slippery and swollen. “Going to come for me, little girl? You’re so good, so perfect. Can’t hold back for long.”
“Yes—please, I’m so close.” She can’t move much, pinned beneath me like this, but she flexes around me just the same.
“You’re trying so hard, what a good effort. I’ll reward you with a good orgasm, little Dani. Are you ready?”
She whimpers. “Yes, please.”
I rub tighter circles on her clit until she cries out, her voice muffled against the mattress. Her rhythmic pulsing sends me over the edge and I slow my thrusts but push in harder, as far as I can go, seeking more and more of her as I grunt out my release.
It’s perfect. She’s perfect.
So I don’t crush her, I roll us to our sides while we catch our breath. “Is that what you needed?”
She sighs. “It really was. Thank you.”
I kiss the back of her head before easing out of her and dealing with the condom. When I return to the bed, she’s already half-asleep again. I wrap my arm around her.
As I fall back asleep, our bodies pressed together, I feel like the fucking luckiest bastard in the world.
Another, less welcome thought enters my mind: Edmund’s going to be jealous.
When I next wake up, light is already streaming through my windows. I overslept. I reach for Dani automatically, my body remembering before my brain does.
The other side of the bed is empty. I sit up. My apartment is eerily quiet.
She left.
What’s surprising is I didn’t wake up when she took off. She must’ve been stealthy.
No note. Nothing.
I remember what she said, before we had sex. She said Edmund and I need to leave her alone.
And I remember exactly what I said in response. I can’t promise you that, little girl.
Because as much as I don’t want her to have control over me, she has my heart in a stranglehold.
Edmund
It’s a little before six when I reach Rendsell. Arky goes wild in the kitchen, rushing me as I step inside. I grab a dog biscuit from the cook’s bottomless supply on the counter and give it to him.
While Arky’s busy with his treat, I storm upstairs, expecting my father to be awake. Sure enough, he’s sitting in his office, coffee in front of him while he stares at his computer. He flicks gaze toward me before returning to the screen, dismissive.
“Did you do it?” I lean against his desk, much like I did when I was a little kid and hoping to distract him, hoping for just one moment where he noticed and paid attention to me. “Did you kill Patrick Aseyev?”
