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Her tits spill out as I toss the offending material somewhere in the room. My head dips down and I suck a fat nipple into my mouth. She arches her back, shoving her chest closer to me.

“Ahhh,” she moans as I bite down on the hard diamond peak. She continues to pump her pelvis against mine and it’s driving me crazy.

Switching to the other tit, I give it the same attention as I move a hand down and grab the cotton material of her thong. With a quick tug, I tear the last article of clothing covering her delectable body. Remi squeals from the rough snap but doesn’t stop her stride as her bare skin is now in contact with mine. Lifting her slightly I pull my jeans down just enough and then impale her on my cock. She is soaked as I ram up into her, not being gentle at all. Her hands move from my shoulders to my hair and tugs. The bite of pain only turns me on more as I start to plunge into her tight channel. Moving my mouth up her chest I suck on her neck as I bounce her on my dick. She’s gasping with every thrust but meeting me buck for buck.

“That feels so good, babe,” Remi moans. The rolling back of her eyes spurs me on.

The slick walls in her pussy start to contract as she gets close to coming. I grab her waist and start to pound into her. Holding her in place, I use all my strength and speed to get her over the edge.

“I’m coming. Rhett, I’m coming,” she yells as her cunt clenches down on my hard cock. Her core ripples against my shaft and I have to bite my lip to keep from coming with her. I’m not done yet. That little show has me wanting to fuck her hard and long.

“Gonna fuck you good, pretty girl,” I tell her before I pick her up and move us over to the leather sofa. I prop her chest up on the back of the sofa and bring her knees where I want them. Her ass is in the air and I plunge into her as her body trembles from the aftershocks of her first release.

I watch as Remi grabs ahold of the top of the leather couch and I start to move at a punishing rhythm with the quick beat of the music. She’s pushing back against me, making noises that urge me to go harder.

“Yes! Yes!” she wails. My body is covered in sweat as I batter into her. “Rhett!”

My name on her lips sets me off as she comes a second time. I flood her with my cum, drilling up into her and holding tight as my cock pulses, draining me of everything I have. I lay my front against her dripping back, my cheek resting against her neck.

“I love you, pretty girl,” I say on a pant.

The emotions she brings out in me is something I never thought I’d ever experience again. If it takes a lifetime I’ll prove to her that I’m worth sticking around for.

After a beat Remi wiggles away from me and I fall from her heat. Slowly, I move a step back and help her stand. Once she’s on steady ground she looks up at me and I can see tears welling up in her eyes. My heart squeezes. Did I hurt her? Was I too rough?

I start to open my mouth when she places a hand over my lips, keeping me from talking.

“I love you too, Rhett,” she says and I feel like a feather could push me over.

“You do?” I say like an idiot.

“Of course I do. You’re the only man I’ll ever love,” she says and it feels like I’ve been given a new lease on life.

I pick her up and she wraps her legs around my waist.

“I’m gonna make sure you never regret that decision,” I vow.

“You better, babe,” she teases.

“This lifestyle isn’t always easy and I’m sure I can be difficult to live with sometimes, but I promise that my love will never waver for you and our son.”

“That sounds perfect,” she says, kissing the shit out of me.

We make out there in a private room of a strip club without a care in the world.

As I break our kiss and pull back to look at her. “So, would now be the wrong time to tell you that we’re married?”

She laughs like I’m telling the funniest joke but when she really looks at my eyes, she pauses.

“Wait, what?” her shocked brain has her looking at me like I’m crazy.

“We’re married. Legally,” I tell her.

“I heard you the first time, but how?”

“Had Hawk take care of it. Our marriage license shows that we got married at sixteen,” I reveal.

“But don’t you have to get permission or something?”