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“New clients. I have an early flight out this morning to meet with them later this evening and then I’m on the first flight back and will be here tomorrow night. Don’t wait up.”

She looks at me, confused.

“Another appointment I know nothing about. Interesting. Where is this client and what do they need done?”

I walk over to the bed and sit down next to her. The red hair is gone, but that temper of hers sure isn’t. I grab her hand and kiss the top of it like a gentleman.

“I received an email late last night. These clients are pretty fucking wealthy based on what they’ve told me, and they offered to fly me out to Seattle to go over this very detailed itinerary. I told them we could handle everything online or by phone, but they insisted on a face-to-face meeting. I tried to book two tickets but I booked the last seat.”

“Hmmm. Seems like you always seem to book that one last ticket.”

She looks at me with one eyebrow raised. It’s almost a trademark when she’s pissed.

“That’s a real nice suit you have on to meet up with photo clients. I’d almost think you were killing again.” She chuckles.

I remain calm and return the chuckle.

“That’s really funny. We’d be stupid to miss a shoot like this. It’s for their daughter’s wedding. He’s some CEO motherfucker. She’s some influencer. I guess she’s coming to Fiji in a few months and they just want to get everything squared away now, but they seem to have very exhaustive requirements that they’d like to discuss in person. This is big cash, baby. They even mentioned you in conversation. Said they loved that shoot you did for faze2flex brand.”

“So, if they mentioned me, why don’t I go, and you can stay here.”

I stare at her as I let my hand graze her hip.

“I don’t trust you all alone with some strange billionaire.”

She leans back. “What do you think will happen? That he’ll seduce me?”

I lean over and kiss the curve of her hip. I stare into her eyes as my lips travel up her body. Distraction is key here.

“I know what you’re doing. It won’t work. I’ll get a sitter. Janice from the restaurant is great. She’s watched Mya before. I’ll just call her to see if she’s available, and then if so, we can both go. I’m sure I can find a separate flight out there, even if it’s later today.”

“No,” I calmly say.

“No?” she repeats. “And why not?”

I push my hand under the sheet and then up her bare thigh. I hear a soft moan escape her lips when I reach her pussy. I gently pet the cat and watch Nine purr. God. She’s so hot when she locks eyes with me. She wants to be mad, but she can’t, not when her body is reacting to the very thing she loves. My fingers travel down the smooth line between her folds and then I massage her clit until her cat salivates for me. I slip my middle finger eagerly inside of her and watch as she pushes back against the pillow. With my free hand, I push the sheet clean off of the bed and wait for her full eye contact again. I know she likes to watch, so I slow it down for her. I take my wet finger out of her pussy and slide it in my mouth, slowly sucking her salty taste off my skin. When I’m done, I release a low satisfying growl.

“Your um…signature taste is going to be in my mouth all day, and no matter what I do or who I see today, you’re going to be all I think about.” I pause. “To be honest, I kind of want to torture myself with it all. Ya know, the whole absence makes the dick get harder quote, or whatever that saying is.”

“For your information, the quote is…absence makes the heart grow fonder.” She smirks.

“Dick. Heart. Same shit. It’s all yours.” I mischievously grin. “Look. Anyways. When tomorrow is over and I come home, I want you ass-naked on this bed, willing to submit to every fucking thing that I command you to do. The very thought of that makes me hard right now and that is why you can’t go.”

“Because of your absent dick and heart quote, I can’t go? I smell bullshit.”

“I mean that, and the fact that Mya’s end-of-year play practice is tonight.”

“Oh shit! I forgot about that. I mean she can miss one practice. I can even bring her with me if Janice can’t watch her. Let me get up and see what I can plan. One way or another, I’m coming.”

I look at her and then slowly shake my head no.

She squints her eyes out of annoyance.

“You’re coming all right, Nine. Just not on a plane.” I quickly grab both of her thighs, pull her in closer to my face, and then dive down between her legs, inhaling the aroma before I taste her. That little ass of hers is staying here, out of danger, and away from my nightmare, safely, where she needs to be. She will stay here, even if it means I have to eat, lick, or fuck her into submission. I pause for a minute.

“On the real. As much as I want you with me, you know it’s extremely dangerous to fly to the states with our history. To get through, I’m using altered documents and fake fingerprint tips. I’ll take that risk for us any day, but I want you and Mya here safely. After this trip, I’m done,” I truthfully say.

She finally nods in acceptance.

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