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We both know, on some level, we have to hold ourselves back when we’re here. We can both remember far too vividly what it was like when Lola visited… something she could easily do any minute.

I lean down, our noses brushing, Faye’s scent washing around me. She’s got the prettiest smile on her face, nervous and eager at the same time, a blend unique to my woman.

“Your orgasm issue,” I smirk. “Let’s just say I’m very keen to help.”

She laughs lightly, her cheeks coloring. “Felix….”

Looking around the warehouse, she sighs.

“We can’t do anything here,” she says softly. “And if we’re going to do anything else….”

“When not if.”

“Okay,” she says, nodding. “You know what we have to do.”

Tell Lola.

I’m thankful she doesn’t say it, though we both know what she’s hinting at. We both know there’s only one way this ends.

We tell Lola. She hates us for it. We can never see each other again.

But can I really let Faye go, even if the alternative is losing Lola?

I should be able to think yes, without a doubt. But the pain feels too real, too close, the thought of never kissing my woman again.

“Tomorrow,” I whisper.

“Tomorrow…we’ll do it, you mean?”

For a moment, I think she means sex when she says do it. The wild wolf inside of me howls, telling me to take her someplace private right now, the penthouse suite of a hotel, and strip her clothes off.

All the way this time, letting me see her suck-me-now nipples, her soaked pink slit.

“We can,” I say, knowing she’s talking about telling Lola. “When we get back.”

I’m playing for time. I think Faye knows it too. It’s in her eyes, but then she chooses to play along with me.

She doesn’t want to tell Lola either, but she’s stronger than me, built of the stuff that will make her the best mother.

She’s loyal and loving and good, right down to her bones.

I’m so lucky to have her.

But I don’t have her.

Yet.

“Back from where?”

“It’s like I said before. I can’t stand the idea of photographing another woman. I think we’ll pursue your kind of photography, scout a few countryside locations, and take a few test photos. What do you think?”

Her smile spreads slowly across her face. I get the sense it would be quicker, more carefree, if not for Lola’s presence hanging over everything.

“I think that sounds like a great trip,” she says. “But Felix….”

“Yeah?”

She bites her lip, then releases it. My balls swell with seed.


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