I didn’t want his release just yet, I was having too much fun controlling his continence. His wide thighs rose and fell around me as he fought, squirming, and his pelvis strained beneath me trying to contain his pleasure.
“Zo…I don’t know about this!”
I did. And suddenly I did want his release now. I wanted to snap his source of control.
“Elizabeth,” Stenton’s upper torso shot from the bed as he moaned.
The rope snapped and he gave me exactly what I was looking for. He called me Elizabeth, a name I’d always shunned, believing it was more fitting of an old woman. I wanted a youthful name, hence my self-appointed moniker, Zoey. For the first time in my life, I appreciated my name. Yearned for it to come from this man. I craved to know he viewed me as a real woman. A woman he didn’t need to tolerate or care for, but one who could be viewed as an adequate partner. I longed for that validation from him, believing it to be the reason why he’d never chosen me. With this revelation, I jerked him more fervently and suctioned with more of a grip in my jaw.
Then his hands roughly pushed on my head as his hips drove into my head. My breasts felt heavy, but this time not ready to express milk. I could feel my excitement at the apex of my thighs. He was ready.
Within seconds, hot, virile, creamy fluids shot into my mouth. I had no time to think. I could only relax my tongue and let his release spurt into the back of my throat, reveling in my ability to render him undone in this manner. His breathing was harsh, rough air sloughing from his lungs as he trembled most vulnerably at my ministrations. There was nothing better. When he was done, Stenton reached down to pull me up and clutched me into his arms. As I lay over his hard chest, I could hear his racing heart. The heart that I wanted into so badly.
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“Good looking out, Paul.” Stenton ended the call next to me at the island in the kitchen. He looked over to Eligia, who was standing in front of the subzero refrigerator unit, waiting for him to finish. “You’re good to go. They can have your things moved in tonight. A driver will be here at noon. As far as meal preparations and scheduling, I’ll leave it to you two to settle that. I know Zoey will need some time to study outside of classes. Let me know if you need anything else.”
Eligia nodded her head before excusing herself. It was official. I had a nanny and help around the apartment while I returned to school full time. But is that all?
“There’s that damn clicking sound again. At least I have confirmation that something’s up,” he noted. “You’ve been brooding all damn morning. Are you sure you’re okay with this?”
I wet my dry lips before scraping them in between my teeth. I never demanded anything from Stenton when it came to our relationship since he broke up with me after the Cayman Islands. I needed to finally confront this thing between us—or lack thereof. I didn’t think long before going for it.
“How soon before you’ll have Jordan around other women?”
Stenton’s expression quickly turned jarred. In all fairness, I couldn’t blame him.
As he examined my eyes, his head slowly rolled left to right and then left to right again, ruminatively.
“I can’t answer that question. It’s not a bridge I’ve thought to crossed,” he spoke slowly, and I could see the cogs of his mind churning.
“But you will…soon, I’m sure.”
“Zoey, I don’t know where this is coming from. Perhaps if you can tell me what’s going on in that busy head of yours, I can provide a more adequate answer.”
My eyes dropped as I tried to think of my next move.