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“What would you like me to do?” I asked.
“Everything.” She stood and pulled me up by my hands. “Get me a glass of water, then come and find me in the bedroom, and bring the lamp.”
I did exactly that. She was lying on the bed in nothing at all, hair spilling over the pillows, and she crooked a finger. “Kneel. Mouth. Take your time.”
I settled between her thighs and took my time. I kissed her slowly, from her knees up, through the soft dark curls to the place she’d been waiting for. I licked the flat of my tongue against her again and again until her hand found my hair and she began to rock against my face. She came with a long, deep moan and told me I was perfect.
“Up here,” she said. “I want to look at you.”
She wrapped her legs round my hips. I slid into her slowly, face to face, her hands cradling my jaw, her eyes locked on mine. The pace was gentle. The whole thing was gentle, and filthy, and enormously tender at once. She kissed me and whispered the things she’d wanted to say all night. How proud she was. How much she loved me. How much she’d wanted this.
“Now,” she said, and I came inside her with a long, shuddering gasp, and she held me through the whole thing.
Later, in the dark, I felt her press something small and sticky onto my chest.
“Gold star,” she whispered. “For saying no. You’ve earned it.”
I wore it to bed.
Ending 15 of 16: Gold Star. Go back and try a different choice for the full happy ending.