I wasn’t sure how much time had passed before I felt Sullivan pull his fingers from my body, and I felt the absence immediately.It felt like I was being deprived of the promise of more, and if that wasn’t insane, then I didn’t know what was.
When I finally opened my eyes, it was to catch Sullivan licking his fingers clean, and my gut tightened with how obscene and sexy it looked.I’d gone from a man that refused to touch me while I was on my period to a man that didn’t seem to care about the mess I’d made, and I was more than eager to see what else Sullivan Gray was made of.
“I don’t care about the show anymore,” I told him.
“You’re ready to go to the participation room?”he asked, his continued need for consent shining through again.
I nodded.“Yes.”
“Do you need me to carry you there?”
Warmth bloomed in my heart again because I never imagined that he’d be an aftercare kind of guy.He always seemed so...sorushedat work.Sullivan didn’t pussyfoot around, nor did he entertain excuses much when at work, and so I had just assumed that he’d be like that in his personal life as well.
Talk about being wrong.
“I can walk,” I replied, suddenly feeling shy.
“Okay,” he said before placing me back on the couch, then standing to adjust himself.
Without another word, I grabbed my purse, then followed Sullivan out of the room, and though my knees were a bit weak, I was able to make it to the participation room without any issues.
Once we were inside, Sullivan immediately locked the door behind him, and I could feel my heart begin to race in my chest.I was finally leaving missionary with the lights off behind me and entering a whole new world, and I could hardly wait.
Chapter 7
Sullivan~
While it was going to be hard to separate my feelings for Mitzi from my actions, I was going to do my best.Granted, Mitzi had been soaked through while sitting on my lap earlier, so all I had to do was remember that this was all for her.
With my heart pounding a bit roughly in my chest, I eyed Mitzi as she stood in the middle of the room, and even though the room was just as classy as the other one, I still couldn’t help but think that she would look perfect and right standing in the middle of my bedroom.Once we were done in here, the sheets would be washed and everything else sanitized, and that seemed like such a shame.I’d love for my sheets and pillow covers to smell like her for days afterwards.
I finally stepped to her, and as she looked up at me, I could feel my dick getting hard again.“Are you ready?”I asked, needing to be sure.
Mitzi nodded.“Yes.”
“Do we need a safe word?”I asked hesitantly, and it wasn’t because I was unsure.I just didn’t want to dump a bucket of water on her erotic fire.
