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She shakes her head again.
“Can you come from just stroking your clit, baby?”
“Yes, Sir,” she whispers.
Fuck me. That’s so hot. And then I have another thought. “Have you ever put anything up inside you, baby?”
“Tampons,” she murmurs as she opens her eyes to look at me.
Just tampons? I’m going to need to stretch my girl before she’ll be capable of taking my cock. Not tonight, though. Tonight, I will deny her any penetration. Tonight, she is giving me a show. The best show on Earth.
I have another thought that needs addressing. “Are you on any form of birth control, baby?”
“No…” she murmurs.
“Good.”
She rolls her eyes. “You do realize most couples like to enjoy some time together before they have kids.”
“We’re going to enjoy time together and have babies, Arianna. Our children will never take away from how I feel about you or how close you and I will be to each other. Even if we have ten kids, you will still be important to me. I promise.”
She draws in a breath and closes her eyes again as her fingers work her clit. “How are you able to make me hornier by talking about a subject that should send me running?”
I chuckle. “Because you know you want the same thing as me. You know I’m going to coddle you, treat you like a princess, and worship your body at every stage of pregnancy. In my eyes, you’ll be more beautiful with every passing day.”
I part her labia with my thumbs, making her gasp.
She eases her fingers down to her slit and meets my gaze as she strokes the entrance. “I feel empty,” she whispers.
“If you push that finger into your pussy, I will pin that hand to the bed, swat your pussy, and make you sleep without the orgasm you crave.”
She gasps. “You wouldn’t.”
“Try me.” I lower my gaze to her entrance. She’s soaking wet and teasing herself with the tip of her pointer.
I’m no idiot. I know she needs to be filled. Denying her what she craves until my ring is on her finger will work in my favor. “Arianna…” I warn. I’ve created a monster. Threatening to plug her bottom has proven to be no deterrent. Apparently, swatting her pussy hasn’t either.
With a dramatic sigh, she eases her finger back up to her clit and flicks the swollen nub rapidly. In seconds, her mouth falls open, her head tips back, and she stops breathing. Her body stiffens right before she comes.
Damn, she’s gorgeous when she orgasms. She’s panting and restless as her release subsides. She needs more. She might have gotten relief from rubbing herself off for the past week, but that was before I made her aware that I would deny her penetration of any form.
Now, she’s desperate.
Chapter 13
Dallas
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Arianna fell asleep in my arms minutes after her release. It took me longer to find rest because I couldn’t stop staring at her. I can’t believe she’s here in our bed, where she belongs.
It’s early now, but I’ve been awake for a while, watching her again, loving the way she sleeps so peacefully, her lips parted, her face relaxed.
My phone vibrates on the nightstand. I consider ignoring it, but it’s so early in the morning that whoever is texting must have a good reason. I carefully ease my body from Arianna’s back, pushing to sit on the edge of the bed, and grab my phone.
The text is from my PI, Jason.
Hey. Sorry to text so early. I found your girl. Picture to follow. She’s fifteen in this picture. Call me.
