Page 65 of Corrupt Game

I had it bad. There was only one way to cure this and that was to do as many non-sexual things as possible today.

“Is there anything you’d like to do today?”

Her shocked expression was so comical.

“You’re giving me a choice?”

“Within reason, yes.”

The wheels continued to turn in her head for just a moment before she gave me an answer I hadn’t counted on.

“Go for a walk.”

Not only was that about as non-sexual as possible, it could include lots of people in a public place where I wouldn’t be tempted to do things to her.

“Perfect. I do have a few guidelines for you to follow.” I laid them out in an efficient manner and she didn’t bat an eyelash.

After breakfast and a change of clothes for both of us, I got into the limo with an excited expectation.

The fresh air was marvelous, but it was the expressions on her face that I enjoyed the most.

It was as if she had never been anywhere other than home and work before. A sense of wonderment and delight continued to bring a smile to her features—brightening them.

What had been done to her as a child that she hadn’t been able to enjoy a Saturday in the park before?

When I noticed the booths for the market, I moved us in that direction. If she had been so excited to see the normal things at a park, how much better would it be for her to experience all of the different cultures featured at an open market?

Anything she paused to look at or made a remark about were instantly bought and put into one of the numerous bags we collected.

A carefree atmosphere was established as we comfortably existed together that helped cut down on the sexual tension that had been present since she’d first stepped into that elevator.

Watching her, she shined. I wanted to experience this with her for our whole year.

Nothing was too expensive or too much for me to get for her. I wanted to shower her in things simply to see the way she lit up at the small gestures of kindness.

Lunch was another look into her character as she consumed all the food I placed before her.

Unconsciously, she moaned when a bite was especially tasty, and it was all I could do not to pull her into one of the family restrooms and fuck her against the wall right then and there.

As my need for her grew stronger, I decided that we’d spent enough time out in the open and it was time for us to return home.

Not a hint of complaint escaped her lips as we carried the purchases to the limo for the trip back to my condo.

She went to her room, and I deviated to my own room for some space.

Lying on the bed, I pulled my cock out and stroked it. Hard again for the second time in less than twenty-four hours, I imagined what it would be like for her mouth to engulf me. Fingers threaded through her hair, I would push her down until I hit the back of her throat, only to yank her up for a breath of air before forcing her down my hard shaft again.

Her hands would be braced on my thighs and her eyes would meet mine as she took all of me.

I exploded at the thought with a groan.

She would have swallowed all of the hot cum that released in large gulps until she straightened, licking her lips, not wanting to waste a drop.

These fantasies were only going to last me so long. She had to come to me soon or my dick was going to be one overworked piece of meat.

A knock on my door startled me. I smiled, Rossi always did have a knack for timing.

“Yes?” I called through the door.