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pussy
clean,” he murmured right before I felt his lips on mine, his warm,
wet tongue dipping in between.
    My breath hitched from the
sensation before I relaxed, smiling again at his dirty talk. He
made me blush so hard sometimes but it still turned me on anyway.
And fuck, he was insatiable when he was between my legs. He acted
like it felt as good for him as it did for me, and then it was
double the turn on.
    I know, I was fucking
lucky.
    I let out a little moan as his
tongue flicked my clit and my hands gripped the sheets, holding
them tighter and tighter as I felt myself swell and open wider for
him. He responded with a moan of his own, the vibrations nearly
sending me over the edge, as he slowly inserted two long fingers
inside me. He made a come hither motion, knowing exactly the right
moves to make, and I couldn’t keep it together much longer.
    “ I want you
inside me,” I groaned.
    He paused, his lips brushing
against me as he spoke, sending shockwaves of honey through my
veins. ”What did I tell you about talking back?”
    “ Oh, I’ll talk
back to you,” I said deliriously, rolling my head from side to
side.
    “ No, you taste
too fucking sweet,” he said gruffly. “You’re coming
now.”
    His head went back down, his
tongue sweeping over my clit, his fingers coaxing me until seconds
later I was crying out his name, my body rocked by spasms. I barely
had time to piece my reality back together when I heard him kicking
off his boots and unzipping his jeans.
    He grabbed me by the waist and
rolled me over, giving my ass a hard smack with his hand. I could
feel his balls pressing against my thigh, something else that
turned me on.
    “ That’s for
talking back,” he said. Suddenly he was flipping me over again
until I was facing up. I took in the sight of his cock, his
hardened muscles, as he leaned his taut body over me, feverish
intensity in his eyes. “And this, this is for the tattoo.” With one
hand he grabbed my face while the other guided himself inside of
me. He kissed me so passionately I felt like I couldn’t breathe and
it didn’t even matter.
    He pulled away, his eyelashes
grazing against my cheeks and whispered, “Thank you. Thank you for
letting me in.” There was so much sincerity in his voice, this
funny man of mine, that I couldn’t help but put my hands on both
sides of his face, feeling the strength in his fine jaw, and looked
him deep in the eyes until I hoped he could see my soul.
    “ I’m not
letting go of you,” I said softly, feeling like my heart was
beating just for him. “Not ever. This is permanent.”
    The words felt so heavy leaving
my lips, but they were nothing but the truth.
    Dex proceeded to make
love to me right there—I mean really make love . That looking deep into
your eyes, slowly devouring every inch of your body, coming so hard
that it feels like your souls are fusing together as one, seeing
stars, kind of love. Cheesy maybe, but god I loved him, and this,
us, felt so incredibly real. So incredibly right.
    When we were finished, I kept
the bandage off the tattoo and a smile on my face for the rest of
the day.
     
     
     

CHAPTER THREE
     
     
     
    I woke up in a cold place.
That’s all I could feel, this terrible chill that enveloped my body
from inside and out, an icy hand that gripped my organs and froze
my heart.
    Where was I? I tried to open my
eyes but my lids seemed fused together. I was lying down, on my
back somewhere, seemingly all in one piece.
    Another dream? I hadn’t had a
nightmare or anything like this for what seemed like months.
    Perry , a familiar voice came
floating into my head. Open
your eyes, darling.
    I did as the voice asked and
saw nothing above me but grey, heavy clouds. I slowly sat up and
when I realized what I was looking at, I was struck with a mix of
fear and relief.
    Everything around me was
grey—monotone—fields that stretched on forever with grass that did
not move and air that felt thick like soup. Smelless.