He licks my ass relentlessly, using both his lips and tongue to lick it dry. My mind turns into mush as he jabs at my hole with his tongue, circling it and then going in and out, and I keep on moaning as if he were still fucking me.

When he pulls back from my ass, I think that he’s done, but I’m wrong, of course. He takes his mouth to my pussy and, sucking my folds into his mouth, he licks away all the cum there. He flicks his tongue at my pussy at a furious pace, his lip holding my folds one at a time.

Slowly pulling on my pussy lips, he finally pulls back and sits up on the floor, his head thrown back as he closes his eyes. I turn to him and go on my knees; placing both my hands on his hips, I close the distance between us and kiss him, feeling the scent of his cum and my pussy blending in and turning into a maddening cocktail of sin.

“I love you, Chase…” I tell him once again, looking into his eyes and realizing that, for the first time in my life, I really know the meaning behind the word love. It’s funny, isn’t it? There are books, songs, movies and what have you about love… But no one really seems to know what it truly means to love someone. Now I do, but I can’t tell you what it’s like. You know why? Because it’s the kind of thing you have to find out by yourself.

But trust me, though the road might be bumpy, I can assure you that it’ll all be worth it in the end. At least it was for me.

“I love you too, Carla… You’re everything to me now,” he says, and I know he means it. From this moment on, I’ll be at the center of his universe, and he’ll be at the center of mine. And to think that he rode into my life like Prince Charming, on top of a horse.

I guess sometimes life can really be a fairy tale, and this is mine.

18

Epi

“Carla,” Becca says to me, putting her arms up to her waist. “You know I love ya babe, but I can’t keep doing this.”

We’re on the N train and we’ve just left the last Manhattan stop.

Where are we going?

Brooklyn, baby.

“I can’t keep going to Barclay’s Arena to see Chase with you, hun,” Becca pouts. “Not when I work for Madison Square Garden. I dunno, it feels faintly like I’m betraying them.”

I roll my eyes. I mean I work for Madison Square Garden too!

“Besides, you know I had a date tonight. Next time you need to go to Brooklyn and you don’t wanna go by yourself, can you like take Ashley or something?”

I sigh. She’s got a point. I’ve been taking Becca a bit too many times to go see Chase for his rodeo at Barclay’s Arena.

But who knew it would be such a hit? That New Yorkers would embrace the rodeo the same way they embrace their thin crust pizza, their Pabst Blue Ribbon, and their buffalo wings?

Not me. I’m still a city girl, despite whatever you want to say. Sure, I’m riding a cowboy. But there’s hope for Chase yet.

“Well, Ashley is always so busy doing that whole fashion thing at Blush,” I tell Becca. “Natalie has her St. Albans press secretary job. Alicia is getting married soon. Christine has school like always. Lisa - who knows what her and Diesel are up to, probably robbing a Polo store or something.

Becca sighs.

“That just leaves you and me for now, babe,” I finish with a smile. But then I feel bad. I mean, it wasn’t long ago that I was complaining about the lack of men in New York. I try to empathize. “Hows it with this guy anyways?”

Becca shrugs. “I think he’s good. I mean it’s been a solid month we’ve been going out. And I think he’s not as busy now that he’s working at Carter Jeffries, but you know those investment bankers.”

I roll my eyes. Do I ever. I’m so glad that my man isn’t a banker. That his money comes from something real. Not figures on a spreadsheet.

“Plus I start this assignment soon going to Connecticut. So I think I’m going to be a lot more busy.”

Becca has a far off look in her eyes and I wonder what she’s thinking.

“You okay, babe?” I ask, not sure about whether she’s happy or sad.

She nods. “I’m fine,” she says. “I’m happy for you. But I wonder when I’m gonna find me a cowboy.”

“Grady?” I ask, referring to her recent guy. “He’s not hitting the spots?”

“He’s everything you think a banker would be,” she says to me. “And life is good.”

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