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I grumble and lift my ass so she can pull me out properly, twitching in her hand.

“Almost eight years, baby. Almost eight years we’ve been trying to take him down. I think you can give me a few hours.”

Her fist pumps me up and down, and she rises to her knees, straddling me.

“A few hours. That’s ambitious.”

I growl at her and lift her dress, ripping her thong straight off her.

She laughs, her hand moving faster, and then she runs the tip of my dick through her folds. I can hear how wet she is already and I love that she gets turned on so quickly. Foreplay isn’t even needed.

She sinks herself onto me and her pussy clamps around my dick as I disappear inside her.

“You don’t need a few hours, baby,” she whispers into my ear, rising up and down slowly, torturing me with her pace. “You can fuck me for days. My pussy will never tire of you.”

I grip onto her hips and go to slam into her, but she grabs my wrists and holds them to my side.

Since she took a role in dominating me a few years ago, she loves to switch it up sometimes. It doesn’t happen often because most of the time we both love it when I have all the control, but I can’t deny there isn’t a tiny part of me that likes to sometimes be hergood boy.

Her smile turns wicked when she knows I’m going to comply and then she drags her dress up her body, exposing her bare tits, and bites into the material to hold it in place.

She leans backwards, her hands coming to rest on my knees behind her, and then I stare down her body, completely exposed to me, and watch as her pussy sucks my dick in and out of her.

“You can have a few hours. You can have a few days. Dax, you’ve got me for the rest of your life. But right now, if you don’t come within two minutes, I’ll punish you.”

Her words have my dick hardening even more and she moves up and down faster. I know she’s set me a challenge, but it’s a challenge for her too.

“Play with my clit like a good boy and make it worthwhile for us both.”

I do exactly as she says and rub her clit under my thumb, watching her as she brings us both to climax. And without disobeying her, because I would never, I come before the time is up, filling her with my seed and watching her explode over my cock seconds after.

After catching our breaths, I stand and lift her, keeping my dick seated inside of her.

“Time for you to be my good girl now, Birdie.”

Nine years later

Ilook up from the screen to my phone that’s ringing on the side and answer it with a smile.

“Hey.”

“Rori.”

I sit up in my chair when I hear Dax’s tone. He’s serious. So serious. And Dax is rarely serious.

“What’s happened? Are you okay? Is it King?” I question, hoping that nothing has happened to either of them.

“King’s fine. I’m okay, but there’s something I need to tell you.”

I take in a deep breath and stand, too anxious to sit down.

“He’s dead.”

The silence ringing through my ears is deafening.

“Who?” I ask even though I know the answer.

“Carlo, Birdie. Carlo’s dead.”

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