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“Licking up the honey you just gave me, princess.”

Oh God! He’s tasting me! My body shakes through another, smaller, release. He comes up over me as I fight to keep my eyes open.

“Get used to waking up like that every morning, Princess, because I’m fucking addicted to the taste of your pussy.”

He kisses me quickly before leaving me where I lie, stunned.

What just happened?

I’m not in my room. I’m not even in the house I normally sleep in and Ren is…not acting like himself. Am I still dreaming?

It takes my brain several minutes to catch up. Ren talked Mom into leaving with Ben. He made it so I would have to stay with him. He wanted me to sleep with him and…here I am, naked in his bed and thoroughly pleasured. But all of this is wrong…isn’t it?

Before I can find the answer to that question, Ren is back and lifting me up off the bed. Actually, it’s more of a scoop than a lift. The fact I am naked in my…yeah, I can’t think of him that way when he has me in his arms like this. I just can’t.

He kicks open a door I didn’t notice before and takes me into the biggest bathroom I’ve ever seen. The entire room is made of glass and marble. And there is a freaking fireplace by the tub which is deeper than some people’s pools! And the area around the tub is perfect for a whole army of candles to set a romantic mood. Everything is a mixture of luxury and modern class and makes me feel like I shouldn’t be in here.

I’m a mess. I can’t keep things organized, I struggle to find…anything, and the last time I had a lit candle I burned a hole in the carpet in my room which I now have covered by a stack of books so my mom doesn’t find out. I’m a klutz and Ren is elegance personified. He would bring someone here to makelove to them with the lit candles and the fireplace and the soft music and the sweet scent of love in the air. She would understand exactly how to touch him, how to move her body to make him want her. The woman -women- he would bring here to put in that tub would know what she liked and wanted and not be a world-class mess up, not someone he would have to constantly look after or go into clubs to pull out because she’s not old enough to be in there. That woman is not me!

Chapter Twelve

Rennik

Isee her looking longingly at the bathtub and consider taking her there but I want to make sure she eats soon and that means the shower is going to be a better fit for us this morning.

“Tonight, Princess.”

“Tonight?”

“The bathtub. We can use it tonight after dinner but for right now let’s go to the shower.”

She lets me carry her into the glass-encased shower with the large marble bench wrapping all the way around three sides of it. She’s been covering herself with her arms and hands, or trying to considering her breasts are bigger than the hand she is trying to use, since I picked her up. Now, when I start to set her on her feet she lets out a little yelp and her hands go to my shoulders.

I can’t hold back the smile, “Don’t worry, princess, I’m not about to let you go.”

“What?”

I turn her so her back is up against my chest, and I hold her there as I adjust the temp before turning the rain head on us. Itcatches her off guard and she starts sputtering, turning into me to get away from the shock of it. Her body becomes slippery with the water, but I hold her close until she raises her head to look up at me.

“Sorry, sweetheart. I should have told you but I’m not mad about the results.”

Awareness flashes in her eyes as she finally realizes both of us are now naked and she’s brushing against my very hard, very ready cock.

“Oh my God! Ren!”

She’s so tiny the head of my dick brushes against the bottom swell of her breasts making me think about how easy it would be to push my throbbing length in between her soft breasts until I cum. It would take about three good pumps. Instead, I focus on giving my princess pleasure.

“Stella,” I lean down so I can nuzzle into her neck while I run my hands over her back and the curve of her ass. “Stella, you're beautiful.”

A deep pink blush hits her cheeks and travels down her body, across the tops of her breasts and to the tightly rucked peaks that are tipped in mouthwatering berries that I can’t wait to have my mouth on. I place kisses on her shoulder in between talking to her.

“Such a beautiful body, but you’re not just a knockout, are you, sweetheart? You’re smart too. Dad said you graduated at the top of your class.”

“You…didn’t come to my graduation.”

“That’s because I would have waited only long enough for you to step off that stage before I had you on your back with your cute little cap and gown up over your head so I could fuck you the way you needed to be fucked. In front of Dad, Ava, all your friends and classmates -everyone.”

She places her hand on my chest and pulls away from me. “Don’t!”

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