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She nods as she works the button on my jeans. “Get these off.”

“Little mouse, you are not in control here.” I tease her.

“No?” She pauses with her hands inside the band of my boxers and raises a brow. She’s testing me.

Brat.

I ease off her and stand by the bedside, dropping my jeans and boxers to the ground. Climbing back on the bed, she reaches for me again, but I grab her wrists, pinning them above her head on the bed.

“If my little mouse wants the power, you’ve got to take it.”

CHAPTER 30

FARRAH

Tommy’s weightabove me feels absolutely divine. I’ve dreamt of his return so many times and even though I cut us off, I secretly hoped we would get right back to where we were. But getting a few more words from him today gives me so much hope.

I shouldn’t be so ecstatic over a simple ‘bit more’, but for Tommy, it’s huge. We’re getting there, I can sense it, and I’ll lovingly keep pushing for more. He's expressing the right sentiments, and I can see a gradual shift in his behavior. He’s trying. He can’t just get to the other side overnight. It’s going to take time.

“If my little mouse wants the power, you’ve got to take it.”

Grinning and biting my lip, I stretch my body, offering it to him. Laying on my back makes it look like I have no power at all. But right now? I’m holding it all and he knows it. Opening my mouth, I stick out my tongue and wait. He kneels beside my head, eyeing me, that vacant look taking over and I know better than to question or show concern right now. Instead, I let him go deep within himself, to that primal part that just needs to fuck. That part that just needs his woman.

I’m his woman.

His long, thick cock is bobbing close to my face. I position him to slide across my lips, my tongue licking the underside of him with each pass. He pumps his hips, seeking a release. Seeking me. I turn my head, capturing him as slides to me and take him down my throat.

“Fuck,” he growls out.

Releasing him, I turn my head back towards facing the ceiling and let him continue to fuck my face. I want him to drag his cock over my face, my neck. “Mark me.”

“Farrah.”

“Tommy.”

He steps back off the bed. “Slide down.” I shift a little, arch my back and tilt my head back to hang off the end of the bed, taking him completely down my throat. He works his hips and reaches down over my body to play with me, too. I moan at the feel of his fingers dancing across my clit.

I tap his leg, and he pulls out.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. Do that again.”

He laughs. “You had me stop to say that?” He tsks me. “Woman, I know what you need. Let me give it to you.” I moan around him once more and he leans down and works my clit with his tongue, delving inside me then circling again.. “You taste better than I remember.”

I’m getting close. Even though I just had a release in the truck, it’s been too long without him and he just feels too good. He pulls from my mouth and climbs onto the bed next to me, leaning his back up against the headboard.

“Climb on, pretty girl. I need to see you.”

Quickly switching my position, I straddle his hips, grinding on him, not taking him inside yet but needing the friction. The kiss he gives brings me back to every night we've ever spent together. His lips are soft and warm and it all just feels right. He’s what I’ve been missing. Tracing down his neck to his chest, I let my fingers linger over his tattoo, then to the scar to the right of it, the skin still red and puckered from years ago.

“Does it still hurt?”

His eyes drop from mine. I know I’m pushing him by talking about this. Right now, Tommy needs to fuck, but I need to show him he can be gentle first before taking me. He can let me in, then be as rough as he needs. The lion and the mouse have a way about them that works together for their own benefit. They each feed a need that the other misses and once they come together, they can rule the world.

“Sometimes it’s sore. It’s a strange sensation. Like an itch, but when you touch it, it burns from underneath.”

My heart races at his admission. I never thought he would go beyond a yes or no and provide an explanation to my question, I keep my grin to myself and hide my surprise that he’s actually opening up.

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