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Giving her time to adjust, I lean over and kiss her, dragging the ball of my tongue piercing over her bottom lip. When I withdraw my finger, I decide that she’s ready for another. She whimpers into my mouth as I slowly press into her and oh my god do my balls tighten as I swallow the sound. I can’t wait to take her as mine, but not yet. Not tonight.

Her whole body begins to tremble when I curl my fingers, finding her sweet spot. I increase my pace, letting my thumb press down on her clit with just the right pressure. Her body tenses, her mouth falling open. Long lashes flutter against the creamy skin of her cheeks as she leaves this world for the one I’m giving her.

So much promise.

I lick my lips as I watch this pretty little creature ride out her orgasm on my hand.

When her ass drops to the ground and her breathing slows, I gently pull my hand out of her panties. Her gorgeous eyes focus on my face as I bring my hand up and shove my fingers down my own throat. My head falls back, she tastes so good.

Billie Rose covers her eyes with her hand. Her bottom lip caught tightly between her teeth.

“Hey.” I pull her hand away and she screws her eyes shut, shaking her head. “Don’t be embarrassed, you come so beautifully for me.”

Her head falls to the side, but I grab her chin and turn her to face me. “You better get used to it because it’s going to happen again and again and again. You’ll never be able to escape me.”

“But what about you.” She frowns, glancing down between us.

“Don’t worry about me. I’m a patient man. Remember? I’ve been waiting for you for a very long time, Billie Rose. I can wait a few more days.”

Her eyes widen, half with fear and half with excitement. “Days?”

The corner of my mouth turns up in a smirk. “Or less, depends.”

“Depends on what?”

“How long you’re going to make me chase you.”

The little lines that appear on her forehead as she ponders my words, make me smile.

I roll on top of her and roughly grind myself against her core. Her hands press against my chest. “I like a chase, Billie Rose. Are you going to run from me?” I tip my head, then jump to my feet, staring down at her.

Fear mixed with excitement flashes against the starry night of her eyes. She sits up and quickly pulls her pants on before grabbing her shoes and cradling them to her chest.

“When I catch you, you’re mine.” I bare my teeth at her.

“You’re crazy,” she says, her voice trembling as she rises to her feet.

“And you love it.” I tip my chin to her.

I head back to my bike and pat the seat.

She eyes it warily and then just like last time we were here, she whips around and runs. Her blue-black hair flowing behind her.

I laugh loudly.

So much fun.

Chapter Twenty

Billie Rose

My feet carry me around the lake but as I near the warehouse my sudden burst of energy depletes.

I stop and smile up at the stars. I’ve missed this. The pure exhilaration of being with him. Pushing things to the very edge, knowing he’ll reach out and catch me if I fall. I guess he didn’t catch me when I broke my arm, but we were just kids then. He’ll catch me now. I know he will.

My body tingles from the orgasm he just gave me. It was wonderful and intense. I’ve never… well, I’ve done it that way to myself, but holy shit is it better when someone does it for you.

And best of all, it stopped the noise in my head.

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