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“GoodSir I hope it was ok that I…”
“Shhh We belong to each other, baby You never have to ask perive yourself to me or take from me what you need My body is yours and yours is mine Got it?”
“Got it”
“Good Now, asht now, if we don’t get out of bed and get dressed, we are going to be late for ure it would be best for us to get there now to give you a chance to meet the folks before everyone arrives” I try to slide that in there I didn’t tell her erefor days about nothing
“Wait Your parents? We areup in octaves as she asks the questions This is what I was trying to avoid
“Jewel, cal deal”
“Sir, I can’t meet your family I mean, what if they don’t like me?”
“Baby look atto love you Why wouldn’t they?”
“Because I am nobody Your fa” she whispers the last part, not that it makes a difference I am more than a little incensed For her to de, I flip her oversure it stings I want her to re so I never have to repeat myself
She wails and cries and I hit her over and over, everything in me heated and pissed I don’t speak as I punish her Silence speaks better than words Right? When I am done and her ass is a red, hot mess, I turn her back over and look in her eyes “Don’t ever refer to yourself as nothing You are everything that is good, pure and worthy It is h for you You deserve ive a shit I will die trying to give you the world, ain Do you understand?”
“Yes I understand” she flings herself at s me I know she needs thiselse I will always give her everything she needs We sit for a few minutes before she wipes her face and looks at me “What should I wear?”
“Well, knowingto be fancy but casual So how about you wear the black Herve Leger pantsuit” reaching into the closet I grab it fro her back being out and the tattoos I a to brand her with, visible for everyone to see Not toto look on her ass as well I even bought her a diamond chain linked belt for her to wrap around her waist “Wear the Rolittered ners I make itto be dressing the Queen of my life
“Yes, Sir” Kissing her nose, I leave the rooets ready If I stay in this roo to make it to my parents
Catching up with paperwork fro calls froets lost and I lose track of tiel walks into my office
“Sir,” she says as she stands by the door wringing her hands together Hell I ah my head when I look at her My soul has always been in question, but from the moment I touched her, it has been damned There is no God in the solar systeates after the way I have infected her
“Treasure” holding my hands out to her I suck in a breath as she walks toabout her is beautiful, sweet and pure My chest hurts as the heart that had no beat, finds the high notes and sails She sits on my lap and lays on my chest “You look exquisite, my Queen How do you feel?” her eyes come up to mine, hooded and heavy as she licks her lips
“Decadent” That one word lets ry