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I swallow hard and shake my head. "No. I want what you want."

His lips curve. "You do?"

"Yes."

"So you trust me then?" he questions.

"Yes. I trust you."

He grins. "Then you won't leave me? I don't need to worry?"

I laugh. "I thought we were talking about you leaving me."

His face falls. "No, Ivy. Every second, I worry you'll slip through my fingers, and the best thing that ever happened to me will disappear."

Happiness fills me. "I'm the best thing that's ever happened to you?"

"Yeah, my sexy little slut," he affirms.

"You're the best thing that's happened to me," I gush, then kiss him.

He retreats and asks, "Did you like me deep inside of you?"

My butterflies awaken. My cheeks heat, and I answer, "Yes. I loved every second of it."

"Did you like swallowing me?"

"Yes."

His smile twists. He cups my pussy, and his voice turns rough. "Did you like others listening?"

My mouth turns dry. I've not had time to fully process our encounter.

He adds, "The way your tight cunt clenched my cock and your body quivered against mine, I'd say you did."

I softly laugh. Why am I being so shy about this? I admit, "I love every minute of being with you, Dax. And..." I overcome my shyness, forcing myself to confess, "I love how you touch me."

He kisses me.

I return his affection, and once again, the world is gone. It's Dax and me and nothing but bliss.

He pulls back and makes me happier, stating, "On my life, I will never leave you, Ivy Ford. You're mine, and I'm yours."

15

Dax

Ivy and I step inside the salon. The scent of acetone and other chemicals flares in my nostrils.

Necessary evil.

Nancy, the manicurist I bring all my girls to, looks up from her station. She smiles. "Mr. Carrington."

"Nancy. This is Ivy. She needs a pedicure and manicure."

"Sure. Nice to meet you," Nancy says to Ivy.

"You too," Ivy replies.

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