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Me:

Cookie, I’m not worried about that. What happened today?

Divine:

I don’t really want to talk about it right now. I just really need a stress reliever. If not, I’ll just grab a bottle of tequila on the way home. I just thought I’d ask.

Me:

Be ready when I get there.

I’d planned on holding off on having sex for a while to give us a chance to work out our feelings. I’d offered to have sex with Divine as a way to relieve some of the stress and sexual frustration she was dealing with.

In reality, I wanted to open the conversation of the nature of our relationship evolving. I was ready to say fuck it and go to my boss and whoever needed to know that we were together. I was ready to risk it all. Even before I burrowed my way between her thighs, I knew I was ready. I just needed her to be on the same page.

Since Royelle was able to convince Syre to back off on the security, Divine didn’t have a full detail anymore. She had surveillance during the day and escorts back and forth from work. The night crew was still in full effect, so my hours were still the same. That meant there was no one at her house until I came.

It was a good thing because I was so ready to sink back into her oasis that as soon as I stepped into the house I yanked my shirt over my head. She sat on her couch with her face buried in her phone but looked up when she realized I was there.

“Well, damn. That was quick. How far away were you?” Divine quizzed.

“Don’t matter. You know how I’m coming for you every time. One call and that’s all.”

She giggled, and her laughter was just as sweet to my ears as it had ever been.

“I see that.” She smiled, but I kept my facial expression stoic.

“What did I tell you to do, Divine?” I asked, continuing to take long strides in her direction.

“When?”

“Don’t answer a question with a question. What was the last thing I texted you?”

“You told me to be ready,” she said, quickly lifting her shoulders.

“Yet, you still have on all those clothes.”

“Well, that’s because I didn’t know we were getting straight to it.”

“What part of be ready don’t you understand?”

“Iamready.”

For a moment, I stood in front of her just looking down at her. I had to give my heart rate a little time to slow down. True to Divine fashion, she sneered up at me as if she were irritated with my looming presence.

“What?” she snapped, rolling her eyes at me.

I loved that defiance, but it wouldn’t last long. I reached out and cupped her chin between my index finger and thumb. The way her breathing hitched had my dick testing the elasticity of my briefs.

“Do you want me to fuck you, Divine?”

“Yes.” Her voice came out light and airy. It was just above a whisper, but it was almost audible enough for me to accept as consent.Almost.

“Yes what?”

“Yes, I want you to fuck me,” she clarified.

“Yes,sir.”

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