"Oh, God, Ethan!" she cried softly, convulsing as her climax took over. "Uh-huh," I groaned, barely able to speak. "Now you're going to do that again!" I told her as I moved up and aligned my cock. I flinched when our parts touched, like a jolt of electricity charged me. Our eyes met and hers widened in that instant before I took her.I buried my cock on a hard, slick thrust, unable to deny myself for another second. She moaned the sexiest sound I've ever heard when I sank down into her. Fuck, she felt good-tight and hot and swallowing me in, her inner muscles clenching around me through the force of her ongoing climax. It was some thing so fine it frightened me to understand the power she held over me. Brynne held me captive as she had done from the first. Sex was no different. She held me captive all of the time.She moved with me, accepting every stroke like she needed it from me to live."I'm going to fuck you until you come again!"And I did.Brynne took it all; every pounding dr

Brynne was kissing my hand this time. I felt warmth flush all throughout my body and tried to hold onto the wonderfulness of the sensation while it lasted, because her gesture made me far too emotional to speak."I never knew that my dad went to Senator Oakley and basically blackmailed him. He was livid that he'd nearly lost me and blamed Lance Oakley for every- thing. My dad wanted to press charges but realized I was in no shape to with- stand a trial and probably never would be. And the added bonus of my mother telling him to leave it alone, and allow me to heal in peace, convinced him to let the idea of a formal prosecution go. But Daddy still wanted retribution of some form. Senator Oakley just wanted all the ugly to go far, far away from his political career, so he forced his son to enlist in the army and solved his biggest problem when Lance was shipped off to Iraq. Then he arranged for my acceptance at the University of London when the time came that I was well enough to leave

I stayed at my desk for a bit, wrote up some notes, and sent some emails before shutting down my laptop. As I turned out the light, Simba fluttered madly from the aquarium glowing behind my desk. I went back and tossed him a treat before heading out to the balcony to sit for a while. I passed the bedroom and heard nothing but silence. I wanted Brynne to sleep well. No more nightmares for my girl. She'd been through enough for a lifetime already.The night sky held millions of stars tonight. It wasn't often they were so sparkly, and I realized it'd been a long time since I had sat out here. I lit up another clove. This one was a throwaway, though. If I smoked outside, then no- body had to know about it. I shouldn't smoke inside with Brynne here anyway.I crossed my feet up on the ottoman and leaned back into the lounger. I let my mind wander into thoughts of today and all that had happened. I thought about Brynne's tragic story and just how things had altered now. For both of us. Yeah.

"Go ahead and pick out the one you like for today," I told her. Brynne grinned from my wardrobe door and then disappeared back into it. "Well, I love the purple ones, but I think today we'll go with this one," she announced as she emerged with a blue tie in her hand. She sauntered up to me and draped the silk around my neck. "It matches your eyes, and I love the color of your eyes."I love when you say the word love in reference to anything about me. I watched her expression as she worked on knotting my tie, biting, just the corner of her luscious, bottom lip in concentration; I was loving her attentions and not loving the fact that she had obviously practiced on somebody else. She had stood right up against some other bloke and tied his tie for him. I knew it. I tried not to envision that it was morning when she performed this service for the cocksucker and that she'd not spent the previous night sucking said cock- sucker's cock. I was such a jealous bastard now. I'd never been jealo

"Well then, may I please have her new phone number since she didn't see fit to give it to me herself?" She sounded more like the wounded victim now, and intent upon dismissing me as quickly as possible.And I was smiling now. I fucking love a winning hand. "Oh please, no. Mrs. Exley, don't take offense. This all happened very suddenly last evening. Brynne told me something yesterday, and I made the decision that she needed a new mobile number. It's that simple. She just hasn't had the time to get in touch with you yet, I am positive that's why." It was easy to be magnanimous when you held the better cards."You made the decision, Mr. Blackstone?""Yes." Man, my ciggie tasted divine."Why are you making those decisions for Brynne?" Mummy had claws, it seemed."Because like I said before, Mrs. Exley, I'm going to keep her safe from any- one or anything that tries to hurt her. Anyone... or anything." I inhaled a lung-full of cloves and savored the taste. She got quiet then. I waited her