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lick kind of
    way.
    “Stop! Don’t smile at me like
    that. I am going to lick you every time
    you smile that evil smile at me.”
    “What the hell? You are
    disgusting!” I wipe his slobber off of my
    face.
    “You are naughty and that smile
    doesn’t work on me.”
    “Riiiiight. You are immune to
    me.”
    “Obviously, that isn’t the case.”
    He holds up the condom and begins to
    dangle it in the air. “Now put your
    clothes on and go up to your apartment
    and shower with me.”
    “Who says that I want you in my
    apartment?”
    “You have no choice. I’m not
    finished here.” He runs his finger
    between my folds and flicks my clit.
    Even if I wanted to say no, he
    would be a pain in the ass until I gave
    in. I have learned that he is used to
    getting what he wants. I have no
    intention of telling this man no tonight. I
    slip over into the passenger seat to pull
    on my clothes. He yanks my black g-
    string panties out of my hands as I am
    trying to put my foot through them.
    “These are mine. I’m taking them
    with me on tour.” He shoves them in his
    pocket as he shifts upward to zip his
    jeans.
    “How many other panties are in
    that pocket?” I can’t stop my sarcasm
    from slipping out.
    “None. Just yours, Ivy baby.” His
    eyes melt me. I smile an apologetic
    smile, but still feel this aching inside.
    I am a jealous bitch. I hate feeling
    like I’m destined to share this man with
    random girls. I finish pulling up my
    jeans and throw my shirt over my head.
    He watches my chest the entire time that
    I am struggling with my clothes.
    “You will have to send me
    pictures when I am gone.” He says
    looking down at his phone.
    I open the passenger door and hop
    down from his truck. I pull my keys out
    of my pocket and start to head up the
    stairs. He is right behind me the entire
    time.
    I feel his hands on my butt about
    half way up the stairs.
    “I can’t fucking wait for you to
    wear one of those short skirts that you
    have.”
    I continue climbing the stairs and
    make a mental note to torture him in the
    near future.
    “Are you hungry? I have chicken
    that I can grill if you want.”
    “What do you have that doesn’t
    need cooked.”
    “Um. PB&J sandwiches?” I
    answer thinking he will want me to cook.
    “Perfect! Set the stuff out and
    meet me in the shower. We can make
    sandwiches later.”

    I do exactly as he says to. I take
    my time meeting him in the shower
    though. I pull out some lingerie and
    make sure that the room is ready. I slip
    out of my clothes and grab a towel.
    I can see him through the glass.
    He is facing the wall just letting the
    water beat down on his back. I can tell
    by the steam in the room that he likes
    HOT showers just like me. I slide the
    door open and slip in the shower behind
    him.
    I begin to run my fingers all over
    his back. I feel the ridges and contours
    of his muscles as he reacts to my touch.
    He has a tribal tattoo on the upper part of
    his right arm. I focus on the design and
    try to burn it into memory. I place a kiss
    over his tattoo and begin to trail kisses
    across his back. I smash my chest
    against him and wrap my arms around to
    his front. He takes my hands and kisses
    each of the tips of my fingers, giving
    each tip different treatment.
    The first finger gets a simple peck
    and he progresses the intensity as he
    moves to the next. By the last finger he
    has licked, nibbled, bit, or sucked each
    one of my fingers. It is such a simple
    move, but it hit me deep inside each time
    he attacked one of the tips.
    I use my teeth to lightly pierce his
    shoulder blade.
    “I’ve got myself a fucking biter.”
    He says as he turns to face me.
    He nips on my bottom lip and tugs
    on it and I pull back and smile.
    I grab the soap, knowing it is not a
    manly scent at all. I take the scrubby and
    begin to rub across his chest. He leans
    back against the wall and allows me to
    explore so I begin to make my way
    slowly south. He keeps his eyes closed
    as I wash