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“Please… oh fuck, Mistress, please…”

“Come for me, good boy.”

That was all he needed.

As the vibrator hit high—a relentless, humming high that blasted through him—he cried out, writhing underneath her. Her pussy clamped down around him as she cried out as well, shuddering atop him, grinding down on his cock while he pulsed inside her, filling her with spurt after spurt of wet heat.

It felt like all the blood rushed from his head down to his groin, leaving him floating on the bed, buzzing in an erotic haze. The vibrations stopped, and he finally went limp—and not just his dick, leaving him more relaxed than he could ever remember being.

After she undid his cuffs, after they got cleaned off, after they were in bed, Connor wrapped himself around her while she sleepily played with his chest hair, her head nestled against his shoulder.

“I know it’s kind of silly because it was only a day, and it’s not like we’ve been spending every night together, but I missed you,” she murmured.

Connor’s chest constricted at the admission.

“I missed you, too,” he whispered back.

This. This was what he wanted. This was what was most important. He was all in. They’d need to figure out how to deal with her family, and tomorrow, he would need to face Sandra at work, but after tonight, he had faith they could do it.

Together.

31

Julie

Life was good.

It had been a week since her and Connor’s first fight and a mostly uneventful week. According to him, Sandra had given him a bunch of advice about how to ‘handle’ her when he’d gone back to work. Not that he would share any of the supposed advice. She called Sandra, who claimed innocence, then asked her—again—about the size of Connor’s dick. Julie hung up on her.

Talking to her parents had been a little more difficult, but not much. She’d very firmly told her mom that she and Connor were still together and that it wasn’t her business what they’d been arguing about. Surprisingly, her mom had been full of apologies, seeming to think the argument must have had to do with John. She’d also wanted Connor’s phone number so she could apologize directly to him again. Julie had refused but had agreed to get together for dinner.

Connor said it would be okay if she did give her mom his number, but she was going to protect him from that for as long as possible. Was she also a little nervous that they’d be going around her to talk, the way John and her mom had?

Absolutely.

Which she admitted to him. He reassured her that her mom didn’t need to have his number until Julie was ready for that to happen, and he would not be trying to go around her to collude with her mom. The fact that she had that worry was also something she’d brought up in therapy that week when she was recounting the events of the weekend. It had been a good appointment, kicking off a whole new round of things to work through.

Things were still a little awkward between her and Law, but they were working on that tonight.

“I’m going to build my second wonder,” Law said, sliding his card into place.

When Connor had invited Julie over for game night, she’d thought they’d be playing Monopoly or something. She’d never considered herself a board game person, but she’d been willing because she knew it was something their group of friends did regularly. She wanted to be a part of his life. At the very least, she figured she should do it once, especially while things were still weird with Law, then she could bow out more often in the future.

But Seven Wonders was a lot more complicated than any game she’d played before. She liked it.

“I’m going to get some wood from Connor,” Julie said, then snickered, making Law shake his head.

The number of wood jokes going around the table had gotten a bit ridiculous, but the only person who didn’t seem to find it hilarious was Law. Which just made it more hilarious.

“Get it, Jules,” Iris called out from where she was sitting on the couch. Only seven people could play Seven Wonders, so she’d elected to sit out the game this time since she had some emails she needed to answer.

Snickering again at Law’s expression, Julie built the card she’d chosen.

It was impossible to tell who was winning, which she kind of liked. Points wouldn’t be added up until the end, and there were so many things to take into consideration. The inability to know where she was in the standing actually helped her enjoyment of just playing the game.

She wasn’t the most competitive person she knew… but who liked to lose?

“I need to get some wood from Morgan,” Asad said with a lascivious leer at his girlfriend, who laughed at him.

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