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a good husband, a good provider. I know it’s been hard on her, with both of us approaching forty next year, but obviously I let her down in some way.”
    I saw the sadness wash over his face, and I took James by the hand.
    “You can’t blame yourself for this. It’s not your fault that she can’t have kids any more than it’s your fault she started drinking instead of getting help. Believe me, I understand how much damage addiction does. It doesn’t just affect the user. It sucks everyone in its path, destroying everything it touches.”
    James looked at me, wide-eyed, then leaned in and kissed me again with a passion that made my toes curl.
    “For an eighteen-year-old, you’re pretty wise.”
    “I’ve tried to pay attention here and there, you know?” James and I both started laughing and he pulled me to an embrace. Turns out this wasn’t such a bad first day on the job after all.
    We sat on the stairs for a few more minutes before getting up and finishing the day. I managed to get most of the documents edited and moved before leaving James’ house around six o’clock. I had a hell of a time concentrating too. How does a girl work a full day right after losing her virginity? Lots of coffee and chocolate, that’s how.
    Yep. Turns out James has an itty, bitty romantic side. After I worked for a couple of hours, he asked me to make a fresh pot of coffee. When I got back to his desk, there was a full plate of chocolate truffles. I almost had another orgasm right there. Truffles are my favorite candy, but I hardly ever eat them. My friends think I’m crazy, but I think they’re one of those things in life that are so much more enjoyable when you’re boyfriend buys them for you. Eating truffles alone is almost like masturbating; it’s good, but it’s better when you do it with the one you love.

    J ames’ fingers traipsed up and down my side and I giggled uncontrollably. My mouth was raw from kissing for the past two hours. And my pussy wasn’t far off. When James shoved two fingers inside of me, I moaned in sweet agony. He took my nipple in his mouth and bit me lightly, sending white-hot bolts of lightning through every cell in my body.
    “Oh my God, James. You do realize I’m not going to be able to walk, right?”
    James lightly flicked my swollen bud with the tip of his tongue.
    “Good,” he replied. “Then I can keep you prisoner here.” He cleared his voice before changing to a deep baritone and holding an invisible phone to his ear. “Hello, Mr. Braxton. James Stone here. I regret to inform you that I’ve kidnapped your daughter. She is currently at my home on Westgate Drive, and will remain here as my sex slave for life. Yes, as a matter of fact, we do have a contract…”
    I busted into uncontrollable laughter as James continued.
    “Sure, I understand sir. I will take good care of her, and I’m happy to allow her visitation with you on holidays… what’s that sir…? Of course. I’ll make sure she attends church every Sunday, right after she makes sweet love to me in every room of the house.” James looked at me and shook his head as he spoke, making a complete mockery of the whole phone call. I reached up and grabbed the invisible phone from James.
    “Daddy! Help me! I’m being molested by a big, scary, white man, and he’s been shoving his monstrous cock in my pussy every day for the past two weeks. Save me! Please—”
    James grabbed the fake phone away and tossed it across the room before face-planting me with one of his irresistible kisses, both of us hurting from laughing so hard. I was falling head over heels for this man, and fast.
    “Alright, you slacker,” James said, giving me a light smack on the ass. “We both need to get back to work.”
    “If you insist, boss man.”
    I threw the sheet to the side and sat up in bed, regretting that I had to get up and leave our sex cave for more work. I was getting a little too spoiled with our daily escapes to the