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The sun hadn’t set yet but the district was alive when I arrived, signs lit and all. I took a slow turn onto that main strip, window down so everyone knew who was inside.
Forever being here felt like a step in the right direction. This place held more our beginnings than I could account for, back when these people were the only ones who knew about us.
The irony wasn’t lost on me either, that the day she announced our marriage is the same day she came to see the ones who were in it from the start. We hadn’t come full circle yet but we were getting there and I was enjoying the journey back.
“Congrats, D!” somebody yelled from the right side of the street.
I honked just as I spotted Forever, perched in the raised trunk of Carmen’s truck. The crowd was thick around them and she was smiling, head leaned against the inside with her leg propped up.
She was engaged in conversation with KK, while Carmen handed out duffle bags.
I made a U-turn at the next block, circling back to approach from the right. When I pulled up, I reversed, backing my truck until the open trunk faced her.
Our eyes locked as I hopped out and popped the trunk. I blew her a kiss after settling in the back and she rolled her eyes but didn’t look away.
“What’s up, D?” KK greeted, her eyes darting between us curiously. “The city’s been talking about the two of you all day. You just missed the real crowd. It dwindled.”
I nodded, acknowledging her words while keeping my eyes fixed on Forever. The slight upturn at the corner of her mouth told me she was pleased with how things had unfolded.
My baby put on a performance worthy of a standing ovation and I was fucking proud.
“Oh yeah?” I replied to KK, though my attention remained where it always wanted to be. “What they saying about us?”
Forever’s eyes sparkled with amusement. She knew exactly what they were saying, how a society girl and a rejector defiedevery boundary set before them. How we made fools of the establishment. How our union created a crack in the foundation of Everwood’s rigid hierarchy.
When the truth was nothing of the sort. Power had simply latched on to us, my bloodline allowing for something no other rejector could fathom getting away with. This was privilege, nothing less or more.
The intensity in her eyes spoke volumes; my wife was in love with me. She was borderline obsessed, too. That’s the part of her I wanted to unearth again.
I was so lost in her eyes, in the subtle shifts of her expression that told me more than words ever could, I didn’t notice KK slipping away. One moment she was there, leaning against Carmen’s truck, and the next she was gone, disappeared into the crowd that flowed around us.
“How many more bags are left before we can leave?” I asked, tipping my head at Carmen who was on the sidewalk talking to Oliver now.
Forever smiled and hopped to her feet.
“I’m ready now. You?”
Always.
CHAPTER 37
FOREVER
My moans filledthe bedroom as Demetrius’s fingers worked magic between my legs. I sat naked between his, one of mine propped against his knee. His right hand played with my nipple while his left kept me on the edge of another orgasm. The fifth, since we’d come to the apartment in the city, seeking a night to ourselves before moving to the compound full-time. His lips brushed against my ear, making me shiver as he whispered how much he loved the sounds I made for him.
“She’s so vocal,” he murmured, slapping my clit a few times, then slipping two fingers inside. “I missed making her cum for me at my will.”
Fuck.
I arched involuntarily as his fingers curled inside me, finding that sweet spot on the first try. The pressure of his thumb against my clit while his fingers moved in and out had me gasping for air.
He was driving me insane.
I couldn’t stop staring up at him, watching his eyes gleam with desire as I came undone in his arms. He looked like a god from this angle, his dark skin glistening with a light sheen ofsweat. The power he held over my body was intoxicating, but even more so was the tenderness behind each touch.
“Baby,” I cried, my voice breaking as my orgasm crashed through me. I trembled against him, my pussy clenching around his fingers as he continued to work me through it. “Please, I need you inside me.”
The desperation in my voice wasn’t a surprise anymore. I’d been begging him for what felt like hours, but he’d denied me each time, content to play with my body until I couldn’t form coherent thoughts.
