Page 24 of Surrender to Me

Legend leaned back, taking a slow sip of his mimosa before setting it down. “Occassionally, I invest in women. I help them as I see fit,” he admitted, watching my reaction carefully. “Physically. Financially. Sexually. However they need.”

I swallowed, my stomach tightening slightly. “So I’m not the first?”

“No.” A small, strange sting settled in my chest, but I didn’t let it show. “But I meant what I said, Honey. Youaredifferent. I fucks with you,” Legend added smoothly, pinning me with his gaze. “You’re not just taking what I’m offering. You’re questioning that shit. That tells me you’re built for more.”

I let that sit between us for a moment before taking another sip of my mimosa. “Why aren’t you taken?” I asked.

“Because I don’t belong to anyone.”

“That’s a cop-out answer.”

“Is it?” he challenged, his eyes dancing with amusement.

I shook my head. “You don’t believe in love?”

“I believe in control,” he said calmly. “And love, the way most people define it, is uncontrollable.”

I frowned slightly, something about that answer unsettling me. “So you’ve never been in love?”

“Not in the way you’re thinking,” he admitted.

“That’s sad.”

Legend chuckled. “That’s survival, baby.” We stared at each other for a moment, the air between us thick, unspoken things hovering in the silence. Then, he pushed his plate aside, stretching lazily. “Aight. Let’s talk about today.”

I blinked, shaking off whatever was settling in my chest. “What’s the plan?”

“First, I’m sending you to the spa for the ultimate relaxation package.”

I perked up. “The ultimate package, huh?”

“Full body massage, facial, sauna, the works,” he listed, watching me with a smirk. “I want you relaxed and pampered.”

I smiled despite myself. “That actually sounds perfect.”

“I know.”

“Then what?”

“After that, we’ll meet for lunch at one of my favorite spots.”

“And tonight?”

“Tonight, we’re gonna have a night on the beach. Just us. Smoking, vibing, talking.”

“And then?”

His eyes darkened, his devilish smirk displaying. “And then I’m gonna claim that pussy one final time.” A sharp heat shot through my core, my breath hitching involuntarily. Legend chuckled, finishing his mimosa. “Eat up, sweetheart,” he murmured, standing up and leaning down to kiss my lips. “You’re gonna need the energy.”

I finished my breakfast, sipping the last of my mimosa, still lingering in my thoughts. About him. About today. About what would happen when this weekend was over. Legend had a way of planting himself in my mind, in my body, in my damn soul, without even trying. And I wasn’t sure I knew how to shake him.

I watched as he moved around the kitchen, rinsing off his plate, his tattooed back flexing. Dick swinging.Heavy.“What time am I heading to the spa?” I asked, stretching lazily in my seat.

“In an hour,” he said, turning toward me, smirking as he leaned against the counter. I turned on my heel, heading toward the bedroom, but before I could get too far, Legend spoke again. “Honey.” I stopped, glancing over my shoulder. “Don’t think too much today,” he said, his voice smooth, unshaken.

I tilted my head. “Who said I was thinking?”

“You are,” he countered. “You’re already in your head about tomorrow. Don’t be. Just enjoy today.”

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