Page 28 of He Sees You

“It’ll be forever,” I swear.

Dove doesn’t believe me. With her pussy full of my come and my scent on her skin, she doesn’t believe me… but that’s okay.

Shewill.

TEN

UNDERNEATH THE CHRISTMAS TREE

DEREK

For now, she seems determined to fight me on this point.

“So what’s your endgame? You know about the Eclipse. You know that I don’t have any better reason to get people hooked on that shit besides it making me money. What happens now? You gonna arrest me?”

Never. “If I said ‘yes’? What will you do to change my mind?”

She shrugs.

“You would’ve fucked me to get out of trouble before,” I tell her.

“I just fucked you now,” she reminds me.

“So you did, and youlikedit. I knew you would. When I saw you with my gift earlier tonight… don’t deny it, Dove. You like my cock.”

“It’s okay.”

Just okay? For that alone, once I talk her out of being pissed at me, I’m going to make her scream my name so loudly, the real Santa Claus will hear Dove Yarrow keening for her cop all the way at the North fucking Pole.

“And my gift? Was that okay?”

“If that’s what you need to hear, Derek.”

My name again. Shit. I could forgive all the sass in the world if only she calls me by my name.

On the job, I’m either ‘Coleman’ or ‘rook’. Before that, when I bounced, I was ‘D’. In security, I was ‘Coleman’ there, too.

The last time I was someone’s ‘Derek’, it was my mom. God, I want to be Dove’s ‘Derek’ so fucking bad… and after tonight, I’mgonnabe.

It’s time she accepts that.

“I have one more for you. And though bad girls deserve coal for Christmas… and you, Dove, were perfectly naughty when you let me pound that pussy of yours… it was also nice enough for Santa to leave a present under your tree for you.”

I know Dove. She thinks I don’t, but I expected her to take the chance to put some distance between us by heading to the living room to see if I really did put a gift beneath the tree already.

Plus, she’s greedy. I don’t mind. Like I said, if I thought I could buy Dove, I would, and if that’s what I have to do…

I’m on her heels. For a split second, I debate grabbing my pants before deciding that if I can’t walk around with my cock out in my future wife’s apartment, where can I? And if she decides to show her appreciation for my gift by falling back, legs spread, begging me to fuck her again… well, this way it’ll be easy enough to oblige.

She’s already on her knees next to the tree, holding the wrapped gift box when I join her. I plop down, trying not to let my fantasies of what it would be like to have Dove on her knees in front of me while sucking my cock get in the way of watching her open her present.

She starts out slowly, but by the time she recognizes the logo on the box, she completely disregards me for a moment as the last of the wrapping paper goes flying.

“Holy shit,” she breathes out. “This can’t be what I think it is, can it?”

Oh. Itis.

Even though I opened it already, I kept the box so there’s no denying that I bought Dove a Canon Eos R5 Mark II. It’s the updated model to the camera she already owns, and something she’s looked up countless times after its recent release.

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