Page 88 of Embracing the Change

His middle finger returned to my clit, and his cock thrust in and out of me.

When he made me come, I noticed distractedly that I did sound like a harlot.

No, an absolute trollop.

I adored it.

It was perfect.

A few minutes later, I found I loved the rough, rich rumble of his much more.

After his orgasm left him, Jamie slid inside and wrapped his arms around me before he murmured in my ear, “Clean you up and then you can go back to sleep.”

“What time is it?”

“You don’t want to know.”

I suspected I didn’t.

He kissed below my ear, my shoulder, then he slid out of me, climbed over me, and did what he said he was going to do.

He came back after returning the washcloth to the bathroom, and in the early morning light, I saw the stark beauty of his naked body, including his very handsome, and endowed even soft, cock.

Mm.

He sat on the bed and pulled the hair away from my face. “I’m going to shower and then get on with my day. Even though I’d like to take you out on an official date to celebrate our change, I think here tonight again. I’ve been sharing you too long.”

“I love that idea,” I said softly. “Do you want me to ask Alyona for something specific?”

“Her salmon en croute.”

I could have answered my own question.

It was his favorite.

“Consider it done.”

He bent and touched his mouth to mine, moved away minimally, and ordered, “Now, back to sleep.”

I smiled at him, thinking that would be impossible, him in my home, my room, my shower.

My life.

Fully.

Completely.

But considering the orgasm he gave me, after I enjoyed watching the backside of him walk away, and heard the shower start, I fell right back to sleep.

I was at my vanity, finishing my makeup, when my phone lit up.

Mika.

Delightedly, I took the call and put it on speaker.

“Hello, darling,” I purred.

“You guys did it!” she gloated.

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