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tilted her head back,
giving him much better access to her mouth. They were entwined together. His
leg was between her thighs with one hand holding her against him and the other
caressing her nipple with his thumb.
    The music faded; the past
faded away. She held onto him, and Amber had never felt more stable than she
did in those few moments they were sharing.
    When he leaned back to look
at her she was lost in his intense gaze. Her body pulsed for him.
    “I’ll call a cab. Say goodbye
to your friends and meet me outside.”
    He left her then.
    She stared at his retreating
back. Part of her wanted to stay on the floor, pick up a man, and have
meaningless sex. She listened to the part of her she’d come to know in the last
seven years.
    Amber left the dance floor.
She found Connie giving her a message that she had to leave early. In no time
at all she was stood beside Elijah. A cab pulled up, and they were inside it.
    No words were necessary.
They couldn’t speak with the driver present. She rubbed her hands between her
thighs trying to cause some friction.
    Her pussy was red hot and
begging to be fucked. Six months wasn’t a really long time, but right now it
felt like a lifetime since he’d been with her.
    When they were outside of
her apartment, Elijah took the keys from her shaking fingers and opened the
door.
    She entered first, turning
to watch him as he closed the door then proceeded to lock the door. His actions
were slow, not hurried, and his gaze was on her at all times. The rest of the
world was locked away. They were the only two people who existed.
    “Take your shirt off,” he
said.
    Tugging the leftover change
from her night out, she threw it onto the counter. Next she tugged her shirt
over her head and dropped it on the floor.
    “Take your jeans off.”
    Toeing her shoes off, she
removed her jeans. He was leaning against the door staring at her. When she was
with Elijah, she never felt self-conscious of her body.
    ****
    With his eyes on her, Elijah
tore off his boots. All the time he was watching her, waiting for her to
respond to him. Her gaze never once left him. Amber was all his for the taking,
and he was more than happy to take her, to claim her. His name would be the one
she was screaming out in pleasure come the end of the night.
    She stood before him in a
bra and panties. Her full-figured body was on display for his eyes only.
    Once he removed his boots, he
tore at the belt holding his jeans up. Shoving them down, he tore at his shirt.
He was naked, hard, and wanting inside his woman. Amber’s gaze travelled down
the front of his body until it landed on his erect cock.
    Fisting his length he
stepped toward her.
    “Do you want this?” he
asked.
    “You know I do.”
    This was the only time they
saw eye to eye. They were together, and no one could take that away from them,
not even Heather.
    “Take your bra off. I want
to see those tits I love to suck on.”
    Her hands went behind her
back, and she tore the bra from her body. Their actions were rarely smooth.
Seeing her need made him that much harder. Her breasts swung free, and her
glorious red nipples made his mouth water. He’d done many things with her body,
pleasurable things, and he intended to do many more.
    “Get on your knees.”
    She did so without comment.
His submissive was back, and he was so fucking grateful. He couldn’t handle
another argument tonight. Six months had been too long without touching her.
    Elijah stepped closer. Her
head was bowed in submission. Wrapping her red hair around his fist, he
presented the tip of his cock against her lips. “Tell me you want to suck my
cock,” he said.
    “I want to suck your cock,
Elijah. I want it so damn bad.”
    His lack of title didn’t
bother him. For most of their time together he’d been “Sir” or “Master”. This
was a nice change. Besides their first time together he’d always had some kind
of title.
    “Do it,” he said.
    He watched her lower her
eyes from his