A Million Guilty Pleasures: Million Dollar Duet by C.L. Parker Page A
Authors: C.L. Parker
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the shell of my ear. A shiver shot down my spine and straight to my cock, which was not helping matters in the least.
I took a deep breath in and let it out slowly, composing myself. “Somehow I don’t doubt that,” I said, stepping into the bathtub with her weightless body in my arms.
I slowly lowered myself into a sitting position with her resting in my lap. When she started squirming while kissing along the length of my neck and moaning, I knew it was only a matter of time before I’d slip my dick inside her, and that was the last thing she needed at the moment. So I quickly maneuvered her tiny frame so that she sat between my outstretched legs, effectively improving the odds of being able to make it through her bath without fucking her again.
Delaine was turning into a nymphomaniac. I blamed myself for her corruption, but I wanted her to know that what was between us wasn’t just about fucking anymore. I thought back to how upset she’d looked in the car earlier, how unsure she seemed to be that we were going to be okay, given the separation and all. I needed her to know that even though we had to be apart for a little while, the way I felt about her wasn’t going to change. She needed to have faith in me, in us.
“I love you,” I whispered into her ear while wrapping my arms around her waist and hugging her to me. “So fucking much. Do you know that?” Now that those three little words had found their way out of my mouth, I just couldn’t stop saying them.
“I love you, too,” she whispered. Her fingertips caressed my arms beneath the water.
“That’s not what I asked,” I corrected her. “Do you know that I love you? Because if we’re going to have to be apart forany length of time, I need there to be no doubt about how very important you are to me. And if what they say is true about absence making the heart grow fonder and all that other fluffy shit, then the way I feel about you is only going to intensify even more. I won’t let anyone come between us.”
“Are you trying to tell me you’re a closet stalker, Noah?” she joked as she rolled her head to the side, exposing the creamy skin of her neck to me.
“I assure you, I am quite serious,” I said, and then began a trail of kisses along the length of her graceful neck. I stopped when I reached her ear and whispered, “Every moment we’re apart, I will be thinking of you. Every night you aren’t lying in my bed next to me, I will be dreaming of you. Every time I smell fucking bacon,” I went on, referring to the time I’d had my way with her while she cooked my breakfast, “I’ll have a hard-on for you, and I’ll touch myself while calling out your name. I’ll call you with no purpose at all other than to hear your voice. I’ll drop by unannounced just so that I can see your eyes light up when you catch sight of me. And I’ll steal you away just so that I can have a taste. Because I’ll be hungry for you, Lanie. So very hungry.”
She sucked in a breath and then her lips parted slightly, a soft moan spilling forth. Her eyes closed and her legs opened to me as if my words had commanded them to.
“So if you call that stalking, then yeah, I guess I’ll be stalking you.” I moved my hand over her abdomen to the mound that resided below it, and she rolled her hips into my touch, another soft moan escaping her lips.
“I’m a strong believer in the three P’s: proclaim, protect, and provide. I will give you everything you need. Every thing,” I said, slipping my fingers inside her while my thumb appliedpressure to her sweet spot. “You are mine to take care of. So if I find another guy sniffing around what belongs to me, I’m going to go after him, and I will inflict pain. Are you sure you’re ready for that level of commitment, Delaine?”
“Oh, God. Yes, Noah.” She moaned as I curled my fingers back and forth inside her.
“I am a god, ruler of my world, and you are my world,” I told her, moving my other hand
I took a deep breath in and let it out slowly, composing myself. “Somehow I don’t doubt that,” I said, stepping into the bathtub with her weightless body in my arms.
I slowly lowered myself into a sitting position with her resting in my lap. When she started squirming while kissing along the length of my neck and moaning, I knew it was only a matter of time before I’d slip my dick inside her, and that was the last thing she needed at the moment. So I quickly maneuvered her tiny frame so that she sat between my outstretched legs, effectively improving the odds of being able to make it through her bath without fucking her again.
Delaine was turning into a nymphomaniac. I blamed myself for her corruption, but I wanted her to know that what was between us wasn’t just about fucking anymore. I thought back to how upset she’d looked in the car earlier, how unsure she seemed to be that we were going to be okay, given the separation and all. I needed her to know that even though we had to be apart for a little while, the way I felt about her wasn’t going to change. She needed to have faith in me, in us.
“I love you,” I whispered into her ear while wrapping my arms around her waist and hugging her to me. “So fucking much. Do you know that?” Now that those three little words had found their way out of my mouth, I just couldn’t stop saying them.
“I love you, too,” she whispered. Her fingertips caressed my arms beneath the water.
“That’s not what I asked,” I corrected her. “Do you know that I love you? Because if we’re going to have to be apart forany length of time, I need there to be no doubt about how very important you are to me. And if what they say is true about absence making the heart grow fonder and all that other fluffy shit, then the way I feel about you is only going to intensify even more. I won’t let anyone come between us.”
“Are you trying to tell me you’re a closet stalker, Noah?” she joked as she rolled her head to the side, exposing the creamy skin of her neck to me.
“I assure you, I am quite serious,” I said, and then began a trail of kisses along the length of her graceful neck. I stopped when I reached her ear and whispered, “Every moment we’re apart, I will be thinking of you. Every night you aren’t lying in my bed next to me, I will be dreaming of you. Every time I smell fucking bacon,” I went on, referring to the time I’d had my way with her while she cooked my breakfast, “I’ll have a hard-on for you, and I’ll touch myself while calling out your name. I’ll call you with no purpose at all other than to hear your voice. I’ll drop by unannounced just so that I can see your eyes light up when you catch sight of me. And I’ll steal you away just so that I can have a taste. Because I’ll be hungry for you, Lanie. So very hungry.”
She sucked in a breath and then her lips parted slightly, a soft moan spilling forth. Her eyes closed and her legs opened to me as if my words had commanded them to.
“So if you call that stalking, then yeah, I guess I’ll be stalking you.” I moved my hand over her abdomen to the mound that resided below it, and she rolled her hips into my touch, another soft moan escaping her lips.
“I’m a strong believer in the three P’s: proclaim, protect, and provide. I will give you everything you need. Every thing,” I said, slipping my fingers inside her while my thumb appliedpressure to her sweet spot. “You are mine to take care of. So if I find another guy sniffing around what belongs to me, I’m going to go after him, and I will inflict pain. Are you sure you’re ready for that level of commitment, Delaine?”
“Oh, God. Yes, Noah.” She moaned as I curled my fingers back and forth inside her.
“I am a god, ruler of my world, and you are my world,” I told her, moving my other hand
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