Page 37 of David's Love

She knows what she does to me, or she wouldn’t grab that bottle of water and wrap her lips around the tip like she’s sucking on my dick.

I watch her gulp down water, her neck delicate and supple. My hand would look so great around it.

“I’m listening…” I say.

“I miss you being here.”

“In Colorado?”

Her eyes stay trained on mine.

“Uh-huh.”

She falls back into the pillows, butt naked, her knees slightly lifted, her hand sliding between her legs, her sex facing the camera.

I get distracted for a moment when she speaks again.

“You don’t like Colorado.”

Something in her voice catches my attention.

“What do you mean by that?”

A strange look slides over her face.

She shrugs.

“I don’t know. Nothing?”

“Still… What makes you say that?” I insist, and she quickly shuts down.

“Nothing. It was just a question,” she says, evading my eyes.

“Elizabeth?”

“Yes?”

She looks at me like a kid about to get reprimanded.

“Why would you ask me that?”

“Because…”

She sighs.

“You already told me you’d never considered settling down here.”

“Anywhere.”

“Anywhere,” she repeats.

“I have many places to live in Colorado. And right now, I’m here for a reason.”

She flicks her hand up.

“I know. I know…”

She dismisses me with a clipped gesture.

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