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I looked up at him and winced "It’s the c-word It just surprised ly aroused by the bluntness of the word in his accent It lacked the t So far sexier

"I bloody love that word Such an ugly one Cunt Sounds so depraved, doesn’t it?" He scratched his jaw, considering me "Read me the line"

"I don’t"

"Sara"

If possible, I felt hs, forced them apart, and stared at her wet, flushedcunt"

"Wow," he said, laughing "That’s soht" He h a stack of papers "You can tell me all about your favorite parts over dinner" I started to protest, but he lifted a finger to his lips and hushed ether What kind of a wo deal over dinner?

The kind of wonizes that dinner leads to sleeping over, which leads to staying together every night And that leads to keys, and thenin And then come excuses, and quiet sex, and then no sex and no conversation, and hoping that there is soement that invites us as a couple so that I’ll have ti over with Max on the Fourth And I was starting toht?" Max murmured from across the room

"Fine"

After another twenty minutes passed and I’d read about seventeen more sex scenes, Max walked over, ran a hand from my collarbone to my knee, and whispered, "Close your eyes Don’t open them until I say"

"You’re awfully bossy today," I said, even as I dropped the book to the floor and did what he’d asked Al seemed to become so acute the room almost vibrated I heard the sound of his belt, his zipper, and a quiet sigh

Is he?

I could hear the soft brushing sound of his hand rew faster, firasps

"Let ht "I’ you"

I’d never listened to a person masturbate before, and it was torture to keep runts and instructions to spread s wider, touch my breast

"The book made you wet," he reainst his cock "Hoet?"

I reached down, eyes still closed, and touched ; he just groaned, and then swore in a familiarly deep voice as he came

I wanted to watch his face, but I kept

The room went suddenly silent except for the heavy rhyth andvent overhead, the cool air as it poured over my too-hot skin

Finally, he zipped up his pants, fastened his belt "I’ll be right back Going to clean up"

His footsteps retreated, and at the sound of the door opening, he laughed quietly "You can open your eyes now," he said, just as he stepped out

It felt like the roorown darker in just the past ten s, and the sounds of his orgasave myself an experimental stroke and realized how quickly I could come Maybe in less than a minute Certainly before he would return

Without anythe sound of his hand, the speed of his runts and instructions, how easily he told , such a perfect balance

It was so easy

With that thought,starbursts of light into the back of

The door opened, and my hand flew to asp and tried in vain to slow my breaths I don’t knohy, after what he’d just done, I felt like I’d been caught with my hand in the cookie jar, but I did

Max smiled, walked over to me, and sat on the couch near my waist I shifted over to make room and he leaned a hand on the back of the couch as he bent over and pulled uess if you’d stuck around to see you wouldn’t have to ask," I said, fighting the heat as it crawled up ently "I’ll just watch the video later" He stood, walked over to an open cabinet, and pushed a button on a camera I hadn’t even noticed, balanced on the top shelf

"Youwhat?"

He turned, a wicked sot video of that?" I asked I had never felt so conflicted Be discovered--terrifying Be watched--thrilling

"I did"

"Max, ether "I trained the camera lower and put you exactly where I needed you I wouldn’t record your face" He walked over to me and kneeled beside the couch "Which is a sha you when you fall"

He ran a fingertip downto pull back into the present "Now, for dinner I was thinking Thai but you’re allergic to peanuts, andHow about Ethiopian? Do you rinned "I swear no one there will knoho the hell I a to argue over going out for dinner "How did you know I’y bracelet"

"You read it?"

He looked genuinely confused "You wear it so that people won’t read it?"

Shaking h my hair The man I’d loved had barely noticedabout me

To my surprise, I whispered, "Ethiopian sounds perfect"

Max led us out the back of the building and to a black car waiting in an alley

"Really?" I asked as he opened the door "Paparazzi follow you hoently ushered me into the backseat "No, Petal I’m not nearly that famous--they only hit me up at events or on the street sometimes The secrecy is for your paranoia, not mine"