by Mia Madison
“No,” I tell Jolie flat out when she says she has to go to her apartment.
“But I've been her nearly two weeks. I have to go home.”
“Your home's with me.”
She looks at me half bewildered. I can't imagine why. We're made for each other. Jolie is the only woman I've ever wanted this way, will ever want. What do I need to wait for? I want her with me. I need her in my bed and in my life.
That's all.
“Brand, I can't just stay here and never go home. To my own apartment, such as it is.”
“Why not?”
I neglect to add that I don't want her living in the hovel she pointed out to me when we drove past. Some walk up above a store in the nineties, with only intermittent hot water.
“Because, because,” she stammers around for a reason, while I wait patiently.
Because there isn't one and she knows it. There isn’t a reason in the world we shouldn’t be together. Unless of course she doesn’t trust me.
“Because we hardly know each other.”
“This is the way we get to know each other. Don't you want to be with me always?”
“I do. But what if, if -”
“Baby, I don't live by what ifs. I fix what ifs when they come up, not before.”
“That's because you have the luxury to live that way. I need some security in my life too.”
“I'm your security, I always will be.”
“Even if we don't work out.”
“We will work out.”
She gives me the look so I add;
“You need more security than fifteen thousand square feet?”
“I don't understand – you want me to live in a separate part of this penthouse.”
I roar with laughter at how cute she is when's she's perplexed. Such a difference from the imperious woman I met on the street, calling me out for slamming into her.
“I don't ever want you separate from me for a second, Baby. Don't you get that?”
“I guess it hasn't sunk in properly.”
“Are you concerned about your parents? Your brother?”
“No-o,” she says, not quite convincingly.
“Good it's settled. You'll need to get to work with the architect I hired for you.”
I laugh again and pull her into my arms.
“Did you forget about the gallery I bought?”
“I didn’t hear you mention it again after you spoke to – what was her name? Coral?”
“It took a while to come up with the right space. This is amazing, or it will be once the space is designed. And you're going to be amazing running it.”
“Brand – I can't.”
“Baby, you can't leave me with a huge space in Brooklyn to design and manage. You know I don’t have time to deal with art.”
“But you could hire me, as an employee.”
“Then you'd be sleeping with the boss. What if you decided to sue me for harassment?”
She laughs then and I know it's gonna be okay. She's going to do what I tell her. She just needs my reassurance.
“Jolie, do you need me to tell you how much I care for you? How I'm falling, have already fallen, probably before you smashed your car into mine, madly in love with you. Does that make it easier to believe in us and trust this is happening?”
“Yeah it helps,” she says with a grin as she presses back into my chest and wraps her arms around me. Her gorgeous tits against my abs send my cock into a tailspin of lust to be inside her. I need to pummel into her body and fuck her hard enough to know that she and I are for keeps.
“Deal. Now I think I had a promissory note from you that I'd like to cash in.”
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