Page 117 of A Dark Duet

“It is in the past. I’m over it. We need to go to the pharmacy to pick up that shot and medication. You need your rest before your fight.”

“Come with me?” he asks with a pleading look on his face.

I sigh deeply, knowing I can’t resist him when he is asking me for my help. “Okay,” I agree.

I know he is really asking me to stay with him. I obviously have to give him the steroid shot, but he wants me to stay with him at his house.

The way he blurted out his apology and the fact he never had sex with Janine after me settles something inside me, almost. He cleared up any doubt with Janine that was brewing in my mind every time she was here or near him. That day played out in my mind over and over after I left. The hurt I felt was more of his dismissal of me but also the niggling feeling of, what if he did cheat on me with Janine?

He still tossed me out of his life, but it wasn’t because he cheated. It doesn’t mean I’ll take him back with open arms like what he said didn’t hurt. If Jaden wants me back, he will have to show me. He will have to prove to me he wants me permanently and that we can learn to love and respect each other. I will not have it any other way.

Jaden

She gives me the shot and the relief is instantaneous. I want to devour her in my bed at how incredible she is. I want to claim her and make her forget about being in the arms of another man. I want to possess her and make her mine all over again. I have to take it slow because, underneath her exterior, there is a darkness that lurks inside her, waiting to consume her when the need arises. It is really her demons I want to destroy.

When she appears next to my bed naked, I move over to make room. She slides in and her vanilla scent hits me and I close my eyes, remembering how her smell is everywhere. Even in my car, I could still smell her intoxicating scent when I would drop her off.

She lies on my right side, so I don’t strain my left shoulder. She also placed a shoulder brace on me after the shot, and it helped keep it in place.

“I want to thank you for what you did for me just now. I feel so much better. You are brilliant and I would like for you to take care of me from now on. If you want. No pressure. It would be great to have you on my team. The guys saw how brilliant you were in a tough situation, and you would be an important part of our camp.”

“Are you trying to hire me, Jaden Cyprus?” she teases.

Giving her a grin, I caress her arm with my finger. “Yes, Dr. Briana Jameson, I am offering you a job to be on my team and as my personal therapist. Under one condition.”

She scoffs. “I haven’t even accepted and you’re giving me conditions?”

“Yes. I need you to move in with me and stop seeing Ethan Carter. It is important because there is one other aspect I need you to agree on if you decide to accept my offer.”

“Now, I’m curious,” she says with a smirk.

My finger finds her erect nipple and circles the straining bud under the crisp white sheets. Her sudden intake of breath lets me know that she is still responsive to my touch.

“After every fight, you know I have a need.” I swallow, hoping she agrees to what I’m going to ask her. Why it must be her and no other. If I’m going to win her back, I need her to understand my desires. “I want you on the exam table in my holding room, holding the edge with your pussy wet and ready for me to sink my hard cock inside you. It has to be you because I want no other.”

She stays silent, lost in her thoughts. After a few minutes of silence, she sighs and says, “You want to fuck me in your holding room after every fight? How? I need to know how you will take me.”

She knows I like dominance in the bedroom. She knows I can be gentle, or I can be rough. She is asking because I get the feeling she wants to be prepared so that she is not surprised when I come for her. She knows I’ve taken random girls after a fight, and she can only imagine that it’s not vanilla sex. It’s the rough, hard kind of fucking. I would never hurt her or force myself on her. I have made it clear that I would die before hurting her physically. I want her to trust me and expect pleasure from me, but I also have my needs and I need them met. Especially, after a fight. It is something I have come to terms with when it involves my own demons and sex preferences.

“Hard. I’m going to fuck that sweet, tight cunt hard and fast. Raw. No condom. I’m going to come and fill that sweet pussy with my cum. Sometimes, I’m going to take that ass. I’m going to pound into you until you forget your name and only remember mine. Your pussy will be swollen and used by me… and only me. I will make sure you have your pleasure as always. This will happen after every fight. I’m going to come so much inside you that your thighs will be drenched. I suggest you dress accordingly.”

Her breaths are coming out short and fast because she is aroused. Her nipples are hard like twin peaks, and I bet if I slide my finger between the folds of her pussy, she would be ready and wet. My fingers would come out of her tight hole drenched, pleading for me to take her right now.

“Jaden?”

“Yes.”

“If I say no to the sex, would you take another?”

I know she means if I would take a ring bunny instead. Fuck no. I would never choose a random girl if she denied me right now. That was a mistake I will not be repeating. My mission is to get her back and permanently in my bed.

“No. I would jerk off to the thought of your pussy milking my cock, it would suck because I would rather have you.”

“I’ll think about it. You will know the day of the fight what my decision is,” she says.

Being a jealous pussy, I ask, “Is it because of him?”

She knows I’m asking about Ethan. Her fingers caress my chest and my head tilts to watch her soft fingers on my skin.

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