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I start pumping my cock.

Shit, it’s not going to take much. “You want me on your tongue?”

She nods.

I nudge my cock onto the cradle of her tongue and continue. “I’m going to come into your pretty mouth.” I try to remain measured. “And you’ll swallow every bit of me.”

Bridget can’t speak, but she nods once.

Her glimmering eyes look up at me. Like I am somehow her everything…

I ride the thought.

My hand moves faster and faster until my insides heave, and the orgasm arrives, harsh and unyielding. I bite down my cry as my cock spurts into her mouth.

And knowing my come is landing on her tongue, that she is accepting me into her, makes me come even more until my cock has jerked and tremored to completion.

Her eyes flutter shut. She swallows. She smiles.

She’s mine.

“Lick me clean, baby.”

Bridget does not hesitate, wrapping her hand around the base of my ebbing cock, lapping up the little bit of cum on the tip. She is precise and detailed.

She doesn’t want to be done.

My good, good girl.

Without speaking, we return to the table as if nothing happened.

The server returns and, just as I explained, I order Bridget’s food for her.

No salads for my girl. Only the best. Filet mignon, broccoli rabe, risotto, not to mention an appetizer of caviar for us to share.

She deserves it.

Neither of us can stop fucking smiling.

For Bridget, it makes sense. She is always sweet to everyone, always willing to face the world with optimism.

I’m not a person who smiles. I’ve had too much taken away from me to smile much.

With Bridget in my life, though, I think I’m going to find reasons to smile again.

16

BRIDGET

My life for the past month is blurry. The work I do, the appointments I have to run to, the dinners with friends or family, all the errands and chores. It all blends together.

The only thing that sticks out is my training. Of course.

I can replay almost every encounter I have had with Seth since the very beginning. Though our meetings are not as frequent as I would like, there have been many to help me learn life as a sub. It’s when I’m at my most alive.

And in-between sessions, I have never begged to see Seth, though my body aches for him always.

That’s probably why I don’t remember much. Because my brain throbs with Seth. I walk around the world aching for the next time I can see him.

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