“Yes,” I repeated.
“Do you agree with me?”
I felt tears sting my eyes as I replied, “Yes, honey.”
“You’re mine.”
I nodded.
“I’m yours.”
I nodded again.
He pressed the pads of his fingers in and dipped his face even closer. “It’s a beautiful war, baby.” He dipped so close, the tips of our noses brushed but his eyes never left mine. “And I…just…won.”
Looking into his eyes as he said those words, that’s when I started crying.
He pulled away an inch and let me, his thumb circling my temple, catching the tears because they were there, but only because of that. Mostly, he just let them fall.
I did too.
Deacon let me cry for a while before he was done with it.
And I knew he was done when he asked, “Can I take that as your surrender?”
“Doesn’t feel much like surrendering,” I told him quietly.
His lips quirked and he replied, “Then I’ll take that as your surrender.”
My eyes slid to the side on my “Whatever.”
“Cassie?”
I looked back to him.
“Baby, you got work to do,” he informed me.
“Sorry?”
“Shocked as shit, it feels good, but it’s gotta go, and I want your mouth wrapped around my cock when you pull it out.”
His words made me squirm underneath him.
“Fuck, she likes it up the ass any way she can get it.”
My eyes narrowed. “You said you liked it too.”
He put pressure on my head with his hand until it turned and then he put his lips to my ear.
“Let you plug me before I bind you and I’ll work you full. You up for that?”
I squirmed again.
Deacon kissed my neck and said there, “She’s up for that.”
“I’m really not in the mood for teasing, Deacon,” I informed the pillow.
“Good,” he returned, releasing me so I could right my head and catch his eyes. “’Cause I’m in the mood for my Cassie to wrap her sweet mouth around my dick again, doin’ it this time unplugging my ass, but want her to keep goin’ until she sucks me off.”