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Grant looked behind her and he stepped forward, keeping hold of Aria as he flicked the heat off the stove and the grill. “Can wait.”

He pulled Aria into her dining room and then lifted her up onto the table. Cupping her face, he took possession of her lips. Sliding his hands down, he broke the kiss long enough to pull the shirt off her body. He had to have her again.

Grant couldn’t hold back the desire to plunge his cock deep inside her cunt, to fill her womb with his cum. He had to do it.

With the shirt out of the way, he pressed a kiss to her lips and then cupped her tits in his palm. He worked his thumbs across the tight nipples and then took them into his mouth, taking his time with each bead. Flicking his tongue across each peak, he ran his hands down, going to her thighs and spreading her legs, making her open them wide for him. She whimpered as he touched her clit.

Kissing down her stomach, he urged her back and then sat down on the chair, drawing her closer. Aria had no choice but to follow his touch as he pulled her into position. She was open. No other man had been inside her. Aria was all his.

Grant had never had something like this. She had given him a gift last night—her virginity. Opening the lips of her sex, he stared at her cunt. So precious. So wet.

He pressed a single finger inside her, watching as she took him. She was so tight. He added a second finger, and still marveled at her tightness. Pushing his fingers in and out of her cunt, he drew them back to circle her clit. His mouth watered for a taste of her.

Pushing his fingers back inside her, he took her clit between his teeth. He bit down, just slightly, and then he flicked his tongue back and forth, working her pussy. She tasted so fucking good.

He wanted her to come, to ride out the wave all over his face, and then he wanted to fuck her, to watch her take his dick.

Sucking at her clit, he felt her pussy as she started to build her orgasm. The ripples tightened, building toward a fever pitch. She was so close, and as he thrust her over the edge, he worked his fingers, drawing out every single ripple as he drove her higher and higher.

He waited until he knew it was a little too much, and brought her back down. She panted his name as he did so. Pulling his fingers from her cunt, he licked them, sucking each one in turn before standing up. Her legs were still wide open.

Shoving his pants down to his thighs, his cock sprang forward and he pressed the tip to her clit. His name spilled from her lips and he loved the sound. Sliding back and forth, he worked her pussy until he couldn’t take it anymore, and then holding onto his length, he began to pump inside her. He started with the tip first, then gave her more and more of his dick, until he was fucking her. Her tits bounced with every thrust. He held onto her hips, keeping her in place as he worked his shaft inside her. Each time he pulled out, his length glistened with her cream.

Grant pulled out of her and then helped her off the table, long enough to ease her forward, bending her over the table, and then, within seconds, he was back inside her. Holding onto her hips, he fucked her harder, loving the feel of her ass against his pelvis. So soft and juicy.

“You feel so fucking good, Aria. I could fuck you for days.” This time, he took his time, working her into another orgasm, and then watching his cock as he took her. Her cunt opened around his length.

He’d not worn any condoms and he had no desire to wear them. He didn’t want anything between himself and Aria. She was perfect.

This time as he came, he thought about what his cum could be doing. How it flooded her womb and maybe, just maybe, he could be making a baby with her. Then Aria wouldn’t be able to leave him. He’d get to stay in her life. They would be bound together by another person. Their child.

Grant eased out of her and as he did, he saw some of his cum spill from her pussy lips. He pressed his fingers to her hole, and tried to push his creamy cum back inside her. He wanted to get her pregnant.

Aria needed to belong to him in every single way that mattered.

Chapter Eleven

“You’ve had sex.”

Aria looked up to see Lidia waiting for her by her car. It was lunchtime and Grant had already texted her that he was having to deal with the dogs at the shelter.

“What are you doing here?” Aria asked.

It was cold. Snow had fallen. Ernie and Bruno were inside the vet’s keeping warm. Phil and Andy had given her their lunch order and she was about to go and get it.

“First, you’re my best friend and hanging out with you on your lunch break is a given. I’ve been doing it for years, Aria. Have you forgotten? Second, I heard about what that fucking piece of crap did, and I wanted to come and see you.”

“Ah, Sean,” Aria said.

“No, dickwad, evil bastard. Those are acceptable names.”

“He’s called Sean, and if I remember correctly, you thought he was ‘the one’ at one point.”

Lidia wrinkled her nose. “No, I never did. Trust me, he was never the one. He was a piece of crap. I just didn’t realize how much of a piece of crap he was.” Lidia stepped toward her. “He nearly cost me my best friend. I can’t stand him. It’s as simple as that.”

Aria smiled. “You’d have found other friends.”

Lidia shook her head. “I hate it when you do that. It makes me hate your mother so much. You always think you can be easily replaced and you can’t. No one will ever be as good as my Aria. Besides, Sean’s a guy. He will not come in the way of our relationship. Now tell me, was it the MC guy?”

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