“Of course I do, my guy.” Pulling the tiny bottle out to reveal is smoothly done.“Keys, wallet, lube.”
“Stayin’ ready, so you ain’t gotta get ready,” sassily states the chick I hope knows how much she means to me.
“Totes, baby.”
“At least…at least this won’t be…a…dry…rub.”
“No one calls it that,” Salay insists on an amused headshake.
“Forgive me for my knowledge in the department being so limited!”
“Get the fuck over yourself, Garcia,” the bikini bearing babe demands at a normal volume, allowing our audience to finally hear our conversation as well.“Foroncein your life just be man enough to say what it is that’s really fucking going on with you rather than wrapping it up in some legal jargon you can jerk off to at a later date.”
“Because you do?”He scoffs.“Becauseyousay what it is you really say instead of wrapping it up in sarcasm and snark and salacious speech to get out oftruthfullytestifying?”
“Interesting foreplay,” Ravencroft tauntingly coos, one leg being thrown over the other.“Hate fucking is quite tasty.”
“Is that it?”I confusedly interject.“Do you now hate me?”My brow pulls together on its own accord.“Do you hate me for saving you?”
“I hate that you were willing to sell yourselftosave us!”Garcia fierily snaps.
“I would do anything to save you!”This time my pointed finger stabs his chest.“Any.Fucking.Thing.” Fury and frustration and adoration roll around in my gaze.“Anytime.” Another hard poke.“Every time.” My hand falls back to my side.“You are the person I love most in this world with Salay surfing her way to reign beside you.You…you two…” there’s no denying the sentiment seeping into my tone, “you twoareworth getting out of bed in the morning and off the comp at night.You are my homepage.My home network.My pack.And I don’t care that we basically just started this shit.Iknowthis is where I belong.Iknowyou’re my pride.I just need you both to realize I’m yours.”
“Little One,” swoons the female I can hardly fathom having in my life on a regular basis.“I don’t do that shit.I don’t do permanent.”My face instantly falls prompting her fingers to find mine.“But…” Our stare connects once more.“But…you make mewantto believe it’s possible.You make a chick wanna try.”Hope fills my expression, yet I remain silent.“And…knowing you were willing to sacrifice yourself the way you were willing to sacrifice just makes me wanna try that much harder.”The corners of my lips struggle not to shoot up in excitement.“I can’t promise this shit’s gonna work out…but I can andampromising to at least give it the good ol’ lifeguard try.”She diverts her gaze to Garcia.“If you are…”
Our eyes both latch onto the man I’d give my last breath for.“Do.Not.Ever.Promise yourself to someone again that isn’tme,” Garcia motions inward, “or her.”He gestures to Salay.“I do not carewhatorwhowe are up against.You being with someone else…” his head quickly shakes, “isn’t something I can live with.”The words stun him along with the two of us.“Either of youbeing with someone else isn’t something I can fucking live with.”
His proclamation successfully renders us both speechless.
“I can…learn to deal with judgments from colleagues and potential clients about our unconventional situation.I can…learn to balance work and play.Hell, I can even learn to let go of having to be the one in control all the time, but I cannotand will not evershare the two of you no matter what’s at stake.”Sincerity and an unexpected softness slip onto his face.“Is that understood?Are those terms and conditions all parties can agree upon?”
“Yes, Counselor,” Salay states with a crooked smirk.
“Yes, Master,” leaves me in a lascivious nature prompting him to grip me by the nape of my neck to pull my mouth to his.
While I wish this were one of those moments where we truly could take our time, it can’t be.
We’ve already made the devil in the red pumps wait too long for her liking.
Any longer and she’s likely to let our eventual Os be our final ones.
Our tongues momentarily twist and tangle and twirl, each acting as if it’s signing dotted line after dotted line on the one contract, I never thought it would.The second he’s convinced I’ve dotted every I and crossed every T, he abruptly rips himself away to smash his lips against Salay’s, forcing her signature on his soul the same way.Watching her willingly submit further reiterates her willingness to give us a go,thisa go, sparks not only a brighter grin but the desire to remind them why we truly belong together.
And that desire pushes me to undo his bottoms.
Tug at hers.
Pull them apart long enough for her tongue to find mine and Master’s to latch onto my neck.
Tease my collarbone.
Run his palm firmly down my crotch until my moaning separates me from our slutty, little princess so that he can taste me again.
So that she can frantically yank my bottoms to my ankles.
His to his knees.
Groans from having the cool air caress our exposed cocks redirect our focus to her.
