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to trap him there, in that heaven-filled place.
“Yes,” he snarls, pumping his hand. “Fucking hell. I wish I could watch you cream forever, my perfect virgin.”
I deflate as it passes, gasping in breaths. “That was …”
“Perfect,” he groans, stepping back with a smirk. “That was better than perfect, Sadie. If I didn’t want you to wear my gift so badly, we might be skipping dinner altogether.”
“Wear your … Saul, what are you up to?”
He takes my hand again. I feel my wetness on his fingers, but I don’t care, even if maybe I should.
The closer we can get, the better.
He leads me to my bedroom and nods down at the bed.
“I had it specially ordered last night,” he says.
“I could never wear that,” I mutter, staring down at the lacy red dress.
It’s the sort of curve hugging dress I’ve always steered clear from, not cut insanely low, but not long either. The lace moves across the cleavage, meaning that there would be a dignified amount of that on display, too.
Dignified, that is if another woman was wearing it.
“Why not?” Saul demands. “You’ve got an incredible figure, Sadie. You’ve got the most smoking body I’ve ever laid my goddamn eyes on. Why shouldn’t you flaunt it once in a while? You don’t have to wear it, though. You never have to do anything.”
“I want to,” I admit. “It’s just scary. I know how silly that sounds.”
“It doesn’t sound silly,” he says, looping his arms around me from behind, bringing his face down so that we’re cheek to cheek. “Holding you like this, it’s so easy to imagine you pregnant. I can already feel kicking.”
“Saul, don’t you dare—”
Too late.
He starts tickling my belly as I squirm and giggle and dance in his embrace, and finally swivel on him, giving him the mother of all pouts.
“Seriously,” I say, all smiles from the tickles. “Do you think I could pull that off?”
“I think you’d be the sexiest woman in the restaurant if you wore dungarees and a lumberjack shirt. But with the dress, Sparkplug? Nobody has a chance.”
Chapter Sixteen
Saul
After arranging a dog sitter for Jasper, I drive us a hundred miles away from Marchway, to a large town called Icy Falls, named for the waterfall that runs into the nearby lake and, apparently, once remained frozen solid for three full winters sometime before the Civil War.
As I drive through the winter-dark landscape, I have to focus hard to keep my eyes on the road, made sparkly by my high-beams.
The temptation to turn and drink in the sight of Sadie in that red dress is almost overwhelming, and if I didn’t take driving so seriously I know I’d give in to it.
Even so, I risk a glance now and then, refreshing her majesty in my mind.
The dress hugs her hips and then slides up to her cleavage and down to her thighs, the outline of them beneath her black tights somehow even sexier than if they were bare. Now I can torture myself with thoughts of peeling those tights away, slowly, inch by inch as she whimpers and begs for my manhood.
“I feel so silly,” she’d said back at the house, twirling in the dress for me.
I’d had to bite onto my fist to stop from roaring like a conqueror before a battle as I gazed at her.
This was before she’d put on the tights and the sight of her flesh leading up to that juicy ass was almost too much for me to handle.
My seed flurries hotly inside of me, begging for a release, but not just any release …
It has to be her release, her horny pink hole ready to drink up every drop I have to give.
We’re tuned into an orchestral station, which was Sadie’s choice.
“I just love drifting away in the music, if that makes sense?” she said once we’d settled on it. “When I was a kid I used to close my eyes and imagine that I was a lion or a wolf or sometimes an eagle, free, you know, just roaming. Now that I’m studying zoology I realize how unrealistic those carefree fantasies were. It’s not like eagles just fly around all day for the fun of it. But still.”
I keep driving, my heart banging rapidly in my chest, more than it has in years. Even when I used to race Formula One, it never beat like is.
Nobody – and nothing – has ever made me feel this way before.
The song changes and I listen closely, sure that I