And so I do. I allow myself the absolute privilege of fucking Penelope Elizabeth Adams, a fantasy I’ve been indulging for months now. She’s so beautiful: her face twisted with pleasure, tits bouncing with each thrust, nails clawing at my forearms hard enough to leave marks. Within minutes, Pen is panting, her legs wrapped around my waist.
“Dom, please,” she begs. “I need… I…” Breathless, she trails off, but I know what she needs.
“I’ve got you, baby.” Reaching between our sweat-slicked bodies, I rub my thumb over her clit, over and over until she cries out. Pen is stunning on a regular day, beautiful as fuck in my arms, but when she comes? There are no words.
“Oh, fuuuuck!” Pen’s lips part as she moans through her orgasm, her cunt pulsing tightly around my cock and I know I’m soon to follow.
“Pea,” I grunt as my thrusts become harder, more erratic. With one hand tight on her hip and the other cupping her breast,I come with a stuttered groan. My cock jerks inside her as my thrusts grow shallow, until it’s done.
My heart is pounding and I feel like I just ran a marathon. All things considered, the actual sex was quite short, but fuck me, I’ve never come like that in my life. Pen is completely still, her eyes closed and chest heaving with deep breaths. I want nothing more than to collapse on top of her and hold her in my arms, but as I pull out, she winces slightly. “Shit, did I hurt you?”
Her eyes flutter open and she gazes at me for a moment before… she laughs. She’s fucking laughing? Not a giggle, a full on laugh attack, her belly shaking with the intensity of it.
“I’m sorry,” she gasps as she scoots back on the bed, bracing herself to sit up. I must look unamused because Pen covers her mouth with her hands. It takes a few moments before she manages to settle. She lowers her hands, an apologetic grin on her face. “I’m sorry,” she repeats. “I’m not laughing at you, I promise.”
“Care to share what’s so funny then?”
Pen shakes her head, her eyes suddenly filling with tears. I feel massively unprepared for the sudden shift in energy. “It’s just… I’m so damn happy, Dom. And lucky. The best sex of my entire life, and it’s with you.”
A tear slips down her cheek and I scoot closer, cupping her face in my hands as I kiss the tear away.
“Do you like me, Pea?”
“Shut up and kiss me.”
Laughing, I oblige.
THIRTEEN
july
PENELOPE
I never thoughtI’d say this, but I hate how busy the store has been. After a long, hellish winter season and a brutal rainy start to summer in June, the weather has stabilized to a perfect warm and sunny. It’s like the entire town is celebrating the beautiful weather by being out and about, which means more foot traffic coming in from shoppers browsing main street.
“Penny!” Gloria calls from the front of the store. “This young woman has a question about that shifter series you just read.”
Glancing her way, I give a strained smile. “Be right there!” Focusing my attention back to the waspish woman I’m currently dealing with, I ask, “I’m sorry, can you please repeat your question?”
The woman rolls her eyes at me and I want to growl. Does she not see there are fifteen other people in the shop with her? And all of them, somehow, seem to have varying questions, inquiries, or issues? Dom is alone at the register where he’s been checking customers out for the last hour. Honestly!
She waves her ereader in my face. “I need your help to find these books”--she gestures at the romantasy display beside her—“on my free ebook store. I can’t find them anywhere!”
I’m sure my face is on fire with rage. Biting my lip, I glance at Dominic only to catch him smirking at me. He knows I’m about to lose my shit with this woman but I’ll be damned if I give him the satisfaction of a show. “Ma’am?—”
“Ma’am?!” the woman cries incredulously. “I’m not even forty!”
If I were delusional, I might believe her. I’m honestly shocked she can muster any facial expressions given how tight the botox has made the skin on her face. “I’m sorry,” I lie. “But I can’t help you with ebooks. And I know for a fact that this particular series you’re interested in? The author doesn’t allow it on the free ebook sites. You can either purchase the ebook, or you can purchase the physical copy here.”
“Purchase an ebook? That’s the most outrageous thing I’ve ever heard! Ebooks should all be free.”
Oh, no. The last bit of my control starts to slip at those words. “Then how do you expect authors to make money, if all of their books are free?”
The woman shrugs and sneers. “That’s not my problem. They’re the ones who have chosen to?—”
A gentle hand rests on my shoulder and I spin to see Gloria. “Penny, dear. Why don’t you go speak to that guest up front about the shifter series? I can take over here.”
Gloria’s kind, knowing eyes indicate she knows exactly what kind of bitch she’s saving me from. I give her a grateful smile. “Of course.”
