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He nibbled on my lips and then swallowed my growing moans.

“Fuck, you feel so good, Sutton. I’m not going to be able to hold on.”

“Good. I want you to come in me.” I dragged my nails along his jawline while he slid in and out of me. His head dropped and he kissed my neck. I thought maybe I’d be able to hold on but I lost it the instant I felt his long fingers rub against my stiff and sensitive clit.

“Good girl,” Lennox groaned while I came for him. He knew my body better than I did sometimes. He had a direct line to my core and he wore that shit out.

“Fuck me, Lennox,” I whined. My words were staccato as I shook from an intense orgasm.

“Your pretty little cunt just melted all over my cock and you still want me to fuck you, Sutton?” He bit my earlobe and I giggled against his chest.

“I’m a glutton for punishment,” I told him.

“Clearly. Let’s finish this at home so we don’t get caught.” We both made the same noise when he pulled out of me.

That quickie wasn’t enough.

I needed more.

Ialwaysneeded more.

…

The smell of breakfast woke me up.

The smell of breakfast never wakes me up.

I jolted upright in bed and looked to my side for Lennox. He fucked me to sleep last night and he must have hit my internal snooze button because I was always up before him, practicing and making coffee. I was still groggy so my movements were slow and heavy with sleep.

I found Lennox in the kitchen setting a plate of sausage on the table. There were already eggs with cheese, fruit, and toast as well. My stomach grumbled in response.

“This looks amazing. I was going to practice but I guess I’ll eat breakfast instead.” I sat down at the table and Lennox kissed the top of my head.

“Not the great Sutton English. Is this the same Sutton English who was offered a solo concert with the New York Philharmonic last night? Shouldn’t you be practicing for twelve hours straight?” He teased.

“I should also be eating,” I crinkled my nose at him and he laughed.

“I’m not practicing for that solo concert,” Margot’s voice was softer than usual. Like she’d slid further back into the forest. My brows furrowed and I tucked my messy hair behind my ear.

“Where are you?” I quizzed.

“Here…” She still sounded distant though. Lennox eyed me curiously. No matter how comfortable he was with me having DID, he still got this puzzled look on his face when I spoke directly to Margot. I guess it did seem off-putting.

“I don’t mind practicing. You’ve done so well. You can relax,” I told her with a content smile.

Margot had come a long way. She went from being terrified of the piano to playing nearly identically to me. Her strokes were harder and more intense but that was just Margot. I honestly wish I could take a pinch of her intensity and use it for myself.

“You two okay in there?” Lennox chuckled.

“Yeah. Margot’s going to rest while I start gearing up for this solo. It’s not until summer time but there’s never too much time to practice.”

“There’s my Sutton,” he crooned. His lips curved into a devastating smile that made my heart speed up.

“Okay, I need to eat and not look at you because I’ll never get any practice in.”

“So, while you were sleeping in I did a little digging before I started breakfast.” His warm eyes found mine over the rim of his coffee mug.

“O…kay,” I said waiting for the other shoe to drop.