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I head back to bed and climb inside again.

Pulling my satin teddy up around my hips, I plant my feet on the bed, spread my thighs apart, and flick the Rse on. I’m satisfied when I hear the strong, vibrant hum and feel it shaking in my hand.

I press the Rose against my clitoris and let it sit there for several seconds until I cannot take the pressure any longer. The pulsating of the tongue against my clit is driving me insane. I slide it down between my sex, dragging it up and down as I drench the toy with my juices.

My left hand drags up and rests on my belly as my hips arch up, pushing my ass off the bed as I drag the Rose further down my sex. My hand travels up and pinches my nipple in sweet pleasure.

Oh, my goodness, how I wish this was Ambrose. How I would love to have him in my mouth. With that thought, I set the Rose aside before I return to my toy drawer. I riffle through my selection and find the dildo that reminds me the most of Ambrose.

Returning to my bed, I grab my phone and flick on my Roku app. I use it to pull up a porn site that I frequent.

After I queue my selection, I set my phone aside.

A tall, dark-haired man steps into a shower with a curvy, dark woman. I watch as he removes the loofah from her hands and begins washing her body. When he finishes, he rinses her off, and then she washes him.

Afterward, she lowers to her knees and takes him into her mouth. Reaching for the dildo, my hand knocks into my phone. I shove it aside, grab the dildo, pull it into my mouth, and grab the Rose once more.

Increasing the speed, I drag it between my flesh, rocking my hips to receive maximum pleasure as I suck on the dildo, moaning at the scene playing out before me and at my own heightened pleasure.

My moans compete with the actress on TV as we both reach a fevered pitch. Her moans are more shrill than mine.

As I watch the scene, all I can see is Ambrose in that shower and me on my knees. He may not have had me in his bed tonight, but one way or the other, he did win. He’s all in my head.

It was all that I could do to not run from his car and back into my house when he dropped me off. When he suggested he come in and check the house for safety measures, I told him no. I knew that if he stepped foot in here tonight, I would lose the fight completely.

Now, as I lay moaning in my bed with my sex dripping and my throat opening wider to take the dildo back further, I make up my mind that the next time, I’ll give in to him.

14 – AMBROSE

“What are you up to today?” my oldest brother, Dominic, asks.

“Heading to Brayden’s for an NFL game.”

Laughing, he says, “I’m surprised that you could get away.”

“I’m making it my business to take time out to do it. Work’s been taking over my life for the last year, definitely the last few months.”

“Well, if I haven’t said it, I’m proud of you. Becoming the CEO of a corporation like Top Tier is a major coup. Not that I would have expected anything less from you.”

I pull off the highway and navigate the streets of Brayden’s community.

“What about you? How’s the vineyard coming along?”

“Business is booming as usual, and I’m feeling pretty good about this next release,” Dominic says.

My older brother owns a lucrative vineyard in the North Georgia mountains a little over three hundred miles from me, and he’s also a romance writer under the pen name Carson Brooks. Women love his books, but he will never show his face or do any in-person events. He loves the anonymity of his pseudonym. He’s always been a very private person.

“How’s things with Stella?”

“That’s what I was calling to tell you. I asked her to marry me last night, and she said yes!” Dominic exclaims.

“Whoa! I didn’t know you were going to pop the question. Congratulations!” I say.

“Thank you, man. I’m so excited.”

“So, when’s the big day?”

“We haven’t set an exact date but we’re discussing next year this time.”

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