Page 55 of Stanton Adore

“While you’re in this country, I don’t want you with anyone else.”

“Natasha, that’s ridiculous,” he spits.

“No, Joshua, if you want private access to me, I demand equality. Agree to it and then I want you to pump my tight cunt so full of come that I’ll overflow.”

He grabs me by the hair. “Natasha, stop talking or I’m going to come.”

I give him a wicked smile. “My man likes dirty talk, doesn’t he?” He stills my hips again and nods. He’s trying his hardest not to come. I’ve found his weakness. “Say the words, Josh, and I’m yours.” He closes his eyes as he tries to block me out. “Do you want to blow in my mouth, baby? I can’t wait to taste you.”

“Fuck. Natasha. Stop talking.” He grabs my hips and grinds me forward and we both groan.

“Say the words, Josh. Do you want this body to yourself or not?” He closes his eyes as if pained and nods. “Say it out loud,” I shout as my orgasm comes dangerously close.

He lifts me up and slams me back down on him. “Yes, monogamy. I’ll give you monogamy,” he screams.

“For the whole nine weeks,” I scream as he pounds into me.

“Yes,” he yells and, that’s it, he loses control. He grabs me by the shoulders and throws me on the bed and starts to fuck me like there’s no tomorrow. Fast and furious. And I love it. Never has he taken me like this, so wild with untamed passion. In just a few short moments he roars as he comes and in turn that sets off my own mind-blowing orgasm. We lie scrambling for air, panting. We are both covered in sweat.

“You’re trying to kill me,” he pants.

I laugh as I pant, coming off the high. “Yeah, you and me both.”

I smile as I roll onto my side to face him. I place my hand on his cheek and lean in gently for a chaste kiss, and he cuddles into me. “I’ve missed you, baby,” I whisper.

He gives me a sad smile and whispers, “Me too.”

Trying to save the moment from the sadness in his eyes, I sit up. “So, is this a full-service date?”

He laughs. “Um, looks like it.”

“Good. You can take me out to dinner.” I smile.

He suddenly looks uncomfortable. “Tash, that’s not a good idea.”

“Why not?” I snap.

“What if someone sees us?”

“I don’t care.” I frown.

“I do,” he answers.

“Are you ashamed of me?” I’m horrified.

“No, Natasha, I told you it can’t be that way between us anymore.”

I get up and whip him with my T-shirt. “It’s a shame you talk. You’re so pretty when you don’t open your mouth.” His mouth drops open and he bites his lip as he tries to stifle his smile, then he reaches out and smacks me hard on the backside. I silently high-five myself and smile as I saunter out of the room. We haven’t bantered for years and I must say it feels good, it feels familiar. Moments later I am in the shower when I feel him get in and kiss my neck from behind.

“Where do you want to go for dinner?” He smiles into my neck as he wraps his arms around my waist. Argument over, I won.