No decisions.
He fucked me through all of it, not seeming to care about the violence I was unleashing upon him. And he somehow knew what would happen next even before I did.
“You’re coming. Nod.”
I nodded. And the world exploded—every feeling I’ve ever wanted, hitting me all at once.
I was a grown woman. I knew how to take care of myself.
But I clung to him and whimpered as I died underneath his ocean… then miraculously came back to consciousness who knows how long later.
All I knew was that when I opened my eyes again, he was there, staring down at me like I’d made him proud.
“That was excellent, Jasmine. Now, you will come again for me. Nod.”
No decisions.
I nodded, and he started moving on top of me again.
HAN
Han kept Jasmine in his bed for hours, making her nod until the sun began to set beyond the lanai’s window. She didn’t know how to give in before he taught her. But he didn’t know how to stop once she submitted to him.
He took her again, and again until they were both exhausted, until she threatened sometime after it got dark, “If you don’t let me go to my room, there’s no way I’m going to be able to follow that rule about never sleeping in your bed.”
The rule…
It had been a golden one of his for nearly two decades. But that night, Han found he was tired too. Tired of keeping his distance. Tired of fighting…whatever this was.
“What are you doing?” she asked. Her voice was all sorts of wary when he drew her back into his arms, even though his cock was fully drained.
“You gave me your decisions,” he reminded her, resting his chin over her shoulder.
Then he held her. He just held her. Until they both fell asleep.
23
JAZZ
We fell asleep like that. That night and the night after that and the night after that…until suddenly we were….
Actually, I wasn’t sure what we were.
We fell into this weird routine. He did his thing, and I did mine like ships passing in the night. But more often than not, when I got home from a long day of summer camp, I found him waiting for me with show-off dinner plans.
I ended up getting a lot of use out of the dresses he picked out for me. We never directly confronted K Diamond again, but Han ensured that we were seen at all the ritziest places on the island. Even though they were boring AF, and in my opinion, not worth the money he was showing off in them.
But Han rewarded me for my patience by taking me to bed and “putting her to sleep,” as he called everything he did to my pussy before I fell into a satiated coma, and he headed out for a vampire night of business.
He’d let me keep all of my clothes. But on Sundays, I returned to swapping out my baggy t-shirts for one of the cut ones as soon as I got home from visiting my dad. Then I went about my business, testing to see how long it would take before the Fae King shape-shifted into a wolf.
It was never long. Though once I got through making myself breakfast and a whole five minutes of yoga before he fell on top of me and taught me a new way to do Happy Baby. There was a lot of nodding on Sundays and a lot more fun.
After the camp session was done in late July, he started staying up to have breakfast with me after Dawn Patrol. Have breakfast could have also been put in quotes, though. Sometimes we drank smoothies out on the lanai. More often, he fucked me, over the table, against the wall, on top of the kitchen counter right next to the blender—whatever this was, we were both out of our minds….and low-key obsessed.
It was like whatever regulating switch was placed in most people to keep them from having too much sex had suddenly been flipped off inside the two of us.
Days of this turned into weeks of this, but I kept my heart out of it. I kept on working, kept on saving toward my goal of paying him back. And I tried not to think about what would happen when it came time to either pay him what I owed or say goodbye because he needed to get back to Rhode Island.
I figured we’d go on that way until one of those scenarios popped off, but one day I woke up in bed alone. Which almost never happened. Maybe it had been on purpose, but Han always returned to the condo before it was time for me to go on Dawn Patrol.
I climbed out of bed and slipped on one of my large t-shirts, worry gnawing at my stomach. What if he’d been right about K Diamond? What if he hadn’t come home because he was hurt? Or worse?
