Page 53 of The Player

“You might as well get used to having lots of kids in the house,” I tell her.

“We shall see.” She grins and runs away from me. The little minx.

Do I run after her? Hell yes, I do. My leg hurts a tiny bit, but I don’t even care. Going after her is the only fucking thing that matters right now.

“So about that worship thing.” She giggles as she takes her shirt off and throws it at me.

Pulling her to me, her tits jiggle across my chest and I chuckle. “You want me to play with this body?”

Kissing her, I don’t need to hear her words right now. I want to make her feel loved. Julie bites my tongue and I groan.

“Please,” she whispers into my mouth, and I run my hands along her back.

“That’s my Sugar Plum.” Slowly, I walk toward the tub, and we take turns taking each other’s clothes off. “God, you’re beautiful.”

I run my fingers along her body, feeling her stretch marks over her stomach. “These were made by Lennox, weren’t they?”

She looks up at me, vulnerable and with need. “I’ve always had some of them, but the newer ones, yes, Lennox made them.”

I get down on my knees in front of her in the shower. “Turn the water on, sweet one. I’m going to eat you.”

“But…”

“No buts my love.” Lifting her right leg, I put it on my shoulder. “You deserve more than this, and I will fight to show you every day how much I love and want you.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

I’ve dreamt of being like this with Aaron forever. Now I have him. There’s nothing more that I want to know than he loves me, except maybe being in public with him. Instead of telling him I don’t need him to worship me, I close my eyes and shut my brain off.

“I can feel you getting tense, Sugar Plum. What’s wrong?”

Looking down at him, I don’t want to ruin this moment. “It doesn’t matter, A-bear.”

He bites down on my clit and I whimper. “Tell me. Or instead of worshipping you, I’m going to spank you.”

“You said you’d take Lennox and me out for dinner,” I whisper, and he looks at me.

“Yes, I still plan to do that. But right now, it’s about me and you. Lennox is still talking to his friends.”

Aaron’s breath teases my clit, causing me to grip the wall and arch into him. “But you’ll be seen with me.”

God, I sound so pathetic. Why am I so insecure? Oh well, duh. Just a few days ago, he cringed when he heard me call his name. Can I trust that he’s changed?

“Ah, I see what this is about.” He sighs and looks away from me, and my anxiety rises. “I’ll show you Ju-Ju. I promise.”

That’s all he says before he delves his tongue into my slit, and I scream with surprise and pleasure.

He doesn’t stop until I’m on the cusp of an orgasm. Aaron pulls away from me and stands up.

“Are you going to be my good girl for me?”

I’m on the verge of whining for him. To beg him to take me. “Always,” I tell him, wanting him to continue with his tongue.

Instead, he picks me up, and I squeal. “What are you doing?”

“Showing you, you are mine.”

How can he pick me up? A blush overcomes me, but I kiss his cheek and Aaron laughs.

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