I wished it was my cock she was milking, and yetIwouldn’t have wanted to miss this.Iloved watching her finally come and knowingIhad made it happen.Iloved the way she moaned my name and begged and pleaded, loved the way her body was so responsive to mine.
It’s like she was made for me,Ithought.Whichwas silly,Iguess, but that was how it felt.
At last she collapsed, panting on the bed.
“OhKor, that felt sogood.”Hergold-ringed eyes were big and starry in the moonlight.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it, baby,”Imurmured, really meaning it.
I learned to take things slow whenIwas with my ex because slow was the only way she could go.AndIwas glad of that now.JennieandImight have parted ways, but my time with her had taught me a lot.
Vivienne gave a breathlessly little laugh and shook her head.
“I never knew anything could feel that good.NowonderCarternever wanted me to read dirty books or watch any spicy shows.Hedidn’t want me to know this feeling was even possible.”
“I’m sorry he was such a bastard,”Imurmured.“Ididn’t know he censored your reading material.”
“He did.”Shesighed.“I’msure he knew he could never have made me feel this way—even if he’d tried.Hehad cold hands and a cold heart.”
“Mmm, well he’s gone now—he can never hurt you again,”Ireminded her.“Andnow you’re free to read as many spicy books and watch as spicy movies as you want.”
She laughed again andIsaw real joy in her eyes.
“Goddess, yes.I’mso glad he’s gone!Ifeel sofree.”
“Youarefree, baby,”Iassured her.
But she wasn’t—neither of us was.Wewere trapped in an elaborate cage—we just didn’t know it yet.
TWENTY-SIX
VIVIENNE
We slept together that night, wrapped in each other’s arms.Itwas the first timeI’dever slept with a man in my bed, but it felt so natural to be wrapped inKor’sarmsIdidn’t mind at all.Infact,Iloved the feeling of his body against mine.Hewas so big and warm, and he made me feel so safe and loved.Itwas wonderful.
I woke up feeling like something had changed permanently in my life.Thatmay sound stupid—how could a single night withKorwhen we hadn’t even actually had sex, change my life?Butit did—Ifelt connected to him in a wayIhad never felt connected to anyone else.
I certainly never felt this way forCarter.ProbablybecauseIknew he didn’t really love me or even like me very much.Mylate husband only wanted to use my body for his own convenience—Iwas nothing more than a womb with legs for him.
I was a little worried thatKormight not feel the same way.Iwoke up first and spent some time watching him sleep.Hehad long lashes for a man, and they lay like fans over his high cheekbones.
He’s too young for you—you can’t have him,whispered a little voice in my head.You’reaMoonWidow—you’ll never be together.
I knew it was all true, butIdidn’t want to think about it.Ipushed those thoughts aside and waited untilKor’seyes opened and he looked up at me.
As soon as he focused on my face, his expression opened into a sleepy smile.
“Well, good morning, beautiful,” he murmured.
I couldn’t help smiling back.
“Good morning.Howare you feeling?”
“Great, now thatIsee you.”Hereached up and cupped my cheek.“Lovewaking up to you.”
I could feel my cheeks heating with a happy blush.
“I like waking up to you, too,”Iadmitted.“Whatwould you like for breakfast?”