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I Own You

I rush out as soon as I hear Kay's words. Rick is leaving... Rick is leaving! Can he really leave without even saying goodbye? It can't be!

Kay had been talking to him a few minutes ago, and as she was returning to our room, she received a call from Connor informing her that Rick's flight had been rescheduled for five hours from now. He will take off after midnight, trying to reach L.A. as soon as possible.

Did they call him already? Did he leave? I'm afraid he'll disappear from my life like this. I think I deserve a farewell before thousands of miles separate us...

I stand at the door of his room, trembling from head to toe. I'm not ready to never see him again. His company, his warmth, his respect, his emotional intelligence are what I need. I can wait as long as he wants for him to sort out his emotional situation with Rocio, but I don't want him to vanish from my life without knowing if I'll see him again.

The door opens without me having knocked. Rick appears in the doorway, wearing a pair of glasses that suit him well.

"Athena? Is everything okay?"

Without warning, I grab his head and kiss him. He's surprised, but he doesn't push me away. Instead, he responds with such unleashed passion that I feel a shiver run through my entire body.

It's beautiful to feel his lips, our tongues playing, and his hands roaming my back and getting lost in my hair. His embrace is so strong, so warm... I've found my place in the world.

I pull away and push him into his bedroom. I close the door and press him against the wall, kissing him again. This time, it's my hands that explore his arms, his chest. I caress his beard and play with his hair. It's been so long since I've felt this fulfilled, this satisfied, and I know that this will only be enough for a short time.

I grab his shirt, lead him to the bed, and push him onto it. I stand there, still, looking at him. I bite my lip as I imagine both of us naked on the bed, fucking. Yes, fucking like crazy, no making love. Passionate fucking, enjoying every moment until orgasm.

I sigh, and the blush on Rick's face makes me smile.

"You didn't intend to leave without saying goodbye, did you?"

"N-no, not at all." His delightful stuttering reappears. I think he was expecting anything but this. "I was going to get something..."

"I've broken your rules, I know," I interrupt, placing a finger on his delicious lips. "But I have no commitment to anyone, and I want you to know that you are mine, Ricardo del Rio. I don't know what you've done to me, what writer's dark magic you've applied, but I desire nothing else but to be with you. I want you to tell me about your books, your life, your desires, your adventures... I want you to kiss me, touch me, undress me, and fuck me."

Rick's eyes widen, and I can sense an erection beneath his pants. I've never said anything like this to anyone before. I've never felt so powerful and in control of a man. That's why I want to make use of it and make it clear that I own him.

"I want you to be my boyfriend, and we'll figure out how to continue with our careers. You'll travel to the USA, and I'll travel to Spain, but don't think you're getting rid of me. You've enchanted me in this way, and now you're going to face the consequences."

He sits down, and I straddle him, kissing him deeply again as I move against him. I apologize if I'm being too explicit or if you didn't expect this behavior from me, but I feel free for once in my life, and I want Rick to understand clearly that if he wants me, he'll have me. And I know he wants nothing else. He adores me. I am his goddess.

"Tell me that I own you," I whisper in his ear as I continue to slide against him.

"You own me," he repeats between gasps.