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“We’ll take it slow–this time. But I’m warning you. I’ll be anything but gentle next time.”
“Pretty confident there’s going to be a next time, are you?” She moans as I push into her. “Fuck! That feels good.”
“I was just about to say the same thing.”
I grab her legs, pushing them back, so they’re pressing against her body, her knees pushing into her shoulders.
“My god,” she moans as I push on her legs.
I push all the way in. Slowly rocking in and out of her. I shouldn’t have taken her like this. It feels too good. She’s tight in this position, and I’m almost ready for blowing already. I move with a bit more speed, her moans telling me Chloe is happy. I grab onto her hips, thrusting into her. Her scream tells me she’s close. Then I feel it, her cunt pulsing on my cock, just as my orgasm hits.
“YES” I shout as I cum. Wishing for the first time in my life that I wasn’t wearing a condom.
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CHLOE
Icould have walked home, but Jax, being the possessive guy he is, made sure I took a cab home. Three blocks. That’s how close we’ve been living to each other since his move to the city. He insisted I let him know when I got home safely. ‘I mean inside your apartment, Chlo, not when the cab pulls up at your building.’ I can hear the tone in his voice now. It’s his Dom voice. I just know it. This was where he met me halfway. I open the door to my apartment, pull the lock into place, and press the switch that turns the lamp on. It casts a soft romantic glow over the room. Just for good measure, I take a photo of my apartment as I make my way to the kitchen for a glass of water.
Chloe: I’m home. Safe in my apartment.
Chloe: IMAGE
It’s safe to say Jax, and I will have some fun over the coming months. We agreed we couldn’t go out in public together. If either of our firms or clients, for that matter, see us together.
I shake off the thought that getting involved with Jaxson Hill could be more trouble than it’s worth. But the sex tonight was, in one word, amazing!
I pull back the cover on my bed, the warm glow from the bedside lamp casting a romantic glow on the room. My bedroom, like everything else in my life, is organized. The neutral colors make it look like it’s straight out of a magazine or show home. There are no personal touches–much like my office. When did I become this person?
I rest my head against the padded headboard and take in my room. It’s boring. Just like I’d call myself. Because I am boring, all I do is work, occasionally see Franchesca, and usually go to the club once a week. If Jax heard the thoughts in my head right now, he’d spank my ass so hard, and not in a good way. He’d make this hurt for the punishment it would deserve.
Chloe: Thank you for tonight, Sir.
Jax: Fuck, Chlo! Do you know what hearing you call me that does to me?
Chloe: I have a good idea.
Jax: I can still smell you in my apartment.
Chloe: I’m sure your housekeeper will take care of that problem.
Jax: You sure you’re okay keeping this a secret at work?
Chloe: Of course. It was my great idea.
Jax: I have a deposition with your firm tomorrow.
Chloe: I know. My boss wants me to sit in on it. He knows we went to law school together.
Jax: Don’t wear any panties tomorrow.
Why does that last message from him make me feel things? Naughty, wet things! But he cannot be serious. There is no chance in hell that I’m going to work without panties.
Jax: I want to know you’re bare when we’re in the same room.
Well, if that’s not the hottest thing a guy has ever said to me. Wetness pools at my core. How? He’s given me so many orgasms I’ve almost lost count.
Jax: Don’t defy me! I will know!
