Sitting on the side of the bed, he said, “I let myself in. I have a key.” His half smile was so sweet that I leaned forward and held him.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m a Fox.”
“Huh?” I asked.
“I’m a Fox, and Dylan, that lowlife, is a mongrel. A nobody. Just a piece of dirt.”
“Have you been drinking?”
He removed his shirt and dropped his pants. He stood before me like a Greek god. My eyes traveled down to his cock, which had gone steel hard as his fingers slid over my skin, leaving a trail of heat.
I moved over, and he joined me in bed. I parted my lips, ready to speak, when his mouth landed on mine. His plunging tongue swirled around mine. We hadn’t seen each other for a day, but it seemed like longer.
My body melted in his arms. I knew something big had happened. In that gaze lay the pain of loss but also a sense of release. I could feel it in his body as he held me.
“What’s happened?” I asked, pulling away to stare into his eyes.
“I want to feel you. I need to know that you’re real.”
Before I could speak, his lips burned onto mine. His body, hot and needy, rubbed against me, his cock hard and moist against my palm.
His finger slid inside me. “I need to fuck you.”
I surrendered by opening my thighs wide. He sucked back a breath through his teeth while entering me, his beautiful face on mine, and his eyelids heavy. His mouth fell open, and a groan touched my face.
He turned me around. “I need you this way.” His hands smothered my breasts, his lips on my neck biting gently.
He thrust harder than I was used to. Something had bitten him. Overflowing with desire, I opened up and released my muscles, welcoming his fiery entrance. His cock moved teasingly against my walls. The friction was intense.
Red and raw, his cock moved in and out. With each entry, he hit an erogenous spot. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and I trembled through one spasm after another as toe-squeezing pleasure ravaged my senses.
His breath tickled my ear. “Come for me, Penny.”
He must have possessed magical powers, because that breathy plea registered in the same spot as where his dick landed and I released a deluge. A primal groan echoed off the walls as he shot into me as though impregnating me with his soul.
In a strangled tone, he murmured, “You’re mine.”
I was his. No question about it. He could do what he wanted with me at that point. I’d grown so attached to him that our spirits were one.
We held each other, and he kissed me so tenderly that it seemed his trembling lips were crying. Or maybe that was me.
As I held onto him, Blake fell asleep. He looked like a boy and was unexpectedly peaceful.
A few hours later, we woke in the same position, his head on my chest. No cries. He hadn’t moved at all.
Something had changed.
He opened his eyes. Streaks of aquamarine shimmered before me, and I fell into them as I would the sea.
“Tell me you’re not a dream,” he said.
I shook my head slowly. “Why would you think that?”
“Because I have just had the best sleep I’ve ever had. It was me and you alone in a sunny, flourishing meadow.”
“How’s Milly?” I asked, studying him and wondering if he’d taken a trip or something.
“She passed. It was peaceful.” Blake lifted himself up. “What time is it?”
“It’s only ten.”
“I’d better get moving. I left my car at some weirdo hotel. It’s probably been stripped bare. I caught a cab.” He smiled.
That was new too. He didn’t smile like that ever.
I couldn’t believe how buoyant he seemed, standing before me naked.
“Should we have a shower?” I asked.
He was about to say no, but I stood naked before him, and he took me into his arms. “I guess I need a little bit of breakfast.” He wore a dark grin.
“You want to eat?” I asked, unsure if that was what he meant.
“Yeah. I sure do. I want to devour your cunt.”
My pussy hissed in anticipation. I cocked my head. “You’re being a little vulgar this morning.”
He drew me tight and squeezed my ass. “Vulgarity in the morning leads to one thing only.”
“And that is…?” I asked smiling.
“Pleasure. Unadulterated and dirty. The best kind.”
I giggled. “Blake Sinclair, you’re a sex maniac.”
“I’ll own that. But only with you.” He looked at me, and intensity removed that rare