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I let go of Void’s neck and, bringing my palm up, slap him hard across his face. His head snaps to the side, and a throaty moan escapes him as he grabs my hips, spins me, and flops me down onto the bed on my back. He pumps a couple more times inside of me, then pulls out to release all over my stomach, his hot cum coating me from the tip of my pussy to below my breasts.

“Fuuuck!” He collapses over me, fighting hard for breath.

I exhale and let out a contented chuckle as he drops onto the bed beside me, panting for air. At the same time, I stare up at the ceiling, feeling like a completely different woman.

Holy shit.

Void turns his head from the pillow to look at me. “I’ve been calling you sweet thing. Maybe I’ve been reading you wrong all this time… after that, I should be kneeling at your feet and calling you mistress.”

Smirking, I giggle. “Too much?” I ask.

He flips over onto his back, throwing his hands under his head. “Fuck no. That was perfect. Not what I was expecting, but fucking perfect. That slap at the end… Fuck! I’ve never come so fucking hard in my life.”

I smile, glancing down at the mess on my stomach. “You’d better clean this up, cabrón.”

“Asshole, hey?” He snorts out a laugh. “Gimmie five to recover. You cut off my airway.”

“You can handle it.”

Void leans in and plants a kiss on my lips, a small smirk on his face. “Seems you can too. I don’t know why I delayed this for so fucking long.”

“I did try to tell you.”

He shifts onto his side, moving a strand of hair away from my face in a gentler gesture. “I know I treated you like you weren’t ready for this, and as it turns out, I did keep myself in check, but you’re the one who unleashed.”

My palm moves to his reddened cheek, still displaying my handprint, caressing it as his eyes stare into mine. “Maybe now you’ll stop treating me like some innocent little girl?”

He chuckles. “Yeah.”

“Now, clean me up! Ándale!”

Void shifts off the bed. “Yes, ma’am.”

Chapter Fifteen

VOID

The Next Day

Fucking Ivy was everything I didn’t expect it to be.

It was her first time, so I held back and kept my past where it belonged, buried under years of psychotherapy. But in an instant, she had it all creeping back and bubbling under the surface.

Oh, the things I want to do to her now.

Ivy is always surprising me, but that was on a whole nother level. The choking I thought maybe she was doing to appease me, but when she drew back and slapped me, the playful twinkle in her eye and the cocky smirk on her face both let me know she’s all about the kink.

How the hell could I be so lucky?

It’s like I brought something out in Ivy, something maybe even she wasn’t sure was there. But she’s brought something out in me too, because I stayed with her after we fucked. Usually, I would fuck and flee. I’m not used to sticking around after I bed a woman, so staying, having a conversation, showering together, then falling asleep with her in my arms, yeah, that never happens.

It’s all new to me.

I’m feeling things for her I am not sure I ever thought I could feel. And to be honest, I like it.

The idea Ivy and I could fall into this pattern together feels damn good.

It feels right.

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