Page 102 of Power Move

Sometimes, I couldn’t believe she even responded to me when I got like this. These days, her way of dealing with anything frustrating or boring was to proposition me. Luckily for her, I didn’t mind being her plaything and loved watching her use me to get off.

Eva straddled me, slipping onto my cock. She kissed me. Her taste lingered on her lips. She felt so wet and perfect wrapped around me. I slowly guided her as she bobbed. I didn’t want her going too fast or I’d cum.

“Will you cum again for me, baby?” I asked.

“Uh… uh-huh,” Eva moaned, biting her lip.

I slapped her ass. “It’s yes or no, Eva.”

“Yes, daddy,” Eva said. “I wanna cum.”

“You better cum hard then!” I watched her grind against me slowly.

Nostrils flaring and chest flushed, she dug her palms into the base of my neck, trying not to scratch me or squeeze too tight. The truth was, I loved it when she did. She liked to pretend I was in control. It got her off. But she owned every moment. I was completely satisfied, letting her control the dynamic. I gripped her face in both hands as she wound up, close to climax.

“Cum for me, Eva. Cum for me, baby,” I said.

“Oh… fuck!” Eva shouted. “Oh, God! Yes! Yes!”

She threw her head back and shuddered, stopping only as she felt me close to climax. It was glorious. I loved cumming withher like that—wrapped up, completely focused on one another, and feeling nothing but obsession with her. Eva was like a drug I couldn’t quit. Getting her off was the sweetest fix.

Eva

I held my phone in my hand, looking at three missed calls—all from Mona. Then a text.

MONA

Please call, Eva. It’s about Carter.

My heart dropped.

Davey kissed my shoulder as he passed. He sensed something was up. I called her back.

“What’s up?”

“Uh… Mona is trying to reach me,” I said. “It’s… I gotta take this.”

I caught sight of Davey’s confused expression in the mirror as I took my robe-clad body into the still-steamy bathroom. Fear set in.

“Hi, Eva,” Mona answered, voice sounding low. “I know it’s late there. It’s… what?—”

“I’m in London,” I answered. “I just got in.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes,” I answered. “I’m here for work. What do you need? What is going on with Carter?”

“She’s crashing. We found a mass a couple of months ago?—”

“A mass?” My jaw dropped. “Like cancer?”

“She’s holding on, but it’s not looking like she will make it through winter. She’s still doing okay, but I figured… I knew you’d want to remember her this way, not where she’s going. I figured I’d drop you a line. I know you’re ignoring me for?—”

“It’s… it’s okay. Uh, is she at the house… your house?”

“Yes,” Mona said. “I’m here all day working from home. I’ve been trying to do that more to spend time with her. She’d love to see you.”

I thought about Davey and how he’d react to me saying I’d like to visit my ex before our meeting later.