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that she had enjoyed his lovemaking.
    Her phone started ringing again,
and she rose to answer it. It was her
mother calling. “Are you and your friend
still coming for dinner?”
“Yes, Mom. We’re just running a
little behind.”
“A little? It’s just past seven.”
    Anya pulled the phone down from
her ear so she could see the time for
herself. She was surprised it was past
seven. She couldn’t believe it; they had
been having sex for the last two hours.
    “Sorry, Mom, we lost track of time.
We’ll be there in fifteen minutes, so go
ahead and put the finishing touches on
dinner.”
    Anya hung up without even saying
bye. She looked back to her bed, where
Calix lay naked. She didn’t want to admit it,
but he was a beautiful sight. The man was
tall, fit, and tan skinned with thick black
hair, chocolate brown eyes, and he was
very well endowed. She had never seen any
penises in person before; she had only seen
a couple in an adult movie. Being curious as
to why men loved them so much, she had
watched one. It didn’t do anything for her.
It just seemed too fake and cheesy. In her
opinion porn stars should be required to
take acting lessons; then again men weren’t
watching them for the acting. But, going off
the sizes she had seen in the movie, Calix
was bigger than average.
    Anya was trying her best to keep
her eyes on his face and not to let them
wander down to his cock while she spoke
to him. “That was my mother. We’re late,
we need to hurry and get there.”
    Calix sat up, moved to the edge of
the bed, and planted his feet on the floor.
“Come here,” he ordered, but his voice was
soft and gentle. She walked back to him and
stood in between his legs. “I want you to
move in with me before the wedding.”
Anya’s eyes widened with surprise,
and her brows rose almost to her hairline.
    Despite the look on her face, Calix
continued, “I don’t think I’m going to be
able to go one day without being inside you
and having you in my arms. I want you
now. I don’t want to wait four weeks. I’ll
call movers tomorrow. We’ll put everything
you don’t need into storage, or we can
donate it.”
“Don’t I get a say in this?”
    “No. What difference is it for you if
you move in now or in four weeks?” Calix
grabbed her arm and pulled her down on
to the bed and leaned over her. He caressed
her breasts, stomach, and thighs, and heard
her inhale sharply. He placed gentle kisses
on her face. “Your body wants me. You
can’t deny that. I will make sweet love to
you each night after I have fucked you
senseless. Your body will always be
satisfied.” His hand started to make its way
down to her already over stimulated clit
and started to rub and pull at it. Her
breaths quickened.
“Calix, please, dinner.” Her voice
was breathy and barely audible.
    “Right after you come for me.” He
leaned down further and took a tightly
knotted nipple into his mouth to suckle. He
was trying to prove a point; her body did
want him and that he could and would
more than satisfy her. She didn’t stand a
chance; he had her screaming out her
orgasm in minutes. When her body relaxed,
he pulled his fingers from her and, with her
watching, stuck them in his mouth and
licked them clean. “Mmmmmm,” he
groaned. “You taste delicious. After dinner
tonight, I’m going to have you for dessert.”
    Anya couldn’t believe what he’d just
done. She should’ve been sickened or
appalled, but, surprisingly, she wasn’t; it
aroused her, actually. What did that say
about her? The thought made her frown.
This isn’t how it was supposed to be, and
she shouldn’t have enjoyed Calix’s
ministrations or want more. She had to
remember he wasn’t her lover; no, he was
the man who was basically black mailing
her into marriage. She pushed at his chest
to break his grasp on her. “I need to
change.” She picked up her clothing, and,
wanting to put some space between them,
she went into the bathroom to