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“I think I have a good eye for more than that,” she teased. “I picked you out, didn’t I?”
“I didn’t make it so easy for you in the beginning, did I?”
“No. But that’s okay. I’m all about the long game.” Her teeth sank into her juicy bottom lip, and I groaned.
I pulled her mouth down to mine. She raised her hips, settling just above me, and she slowly slid down my throbbing cock.
I didn’t know how I’d gotten so lucky to find my way to Demi.
I never believed in happily ever after before I met her.
But she’d changed everything.
She pulled back and smiled down at me. I gripped her hips as she started to move.
Slowly at first, but then she found her rhythm, and I thrust into her every time she slid back down.
We were insatiable together, and I fucking loved it.
Loved her.
I tugged her mouth down to mine, my tongue slipping in and out as she continued to ride me.
And I savored every minute.
Kissing her.
My hands roaming her body.
We were both covered in a layer of sweat, and she was begging for her release.
I never was any good at making her wait.
I wanted to give her everything.
My hand slipped between us as I continued driving into her over and over. I circled her clit, and she tightened around me seconds later.
She cried out my name as she squeezed my dick and went over the edge.
I flipped her onto her back in one fluid movement, and I thrust into her three more times before I came so hard, I could barely see straight.
That was the way it always was with us.
And I couldn’t get enough.
We’d seen several houses over the last few days, and Demi’s grandfather had asked us to meet him at his house to talk about something important.
I’d grown close to the old man, and I respected him.
He loved his granddaughter fiercely, and he and his wife were good people. I’d misjudged them over the years.
Thinking people with money were all corrupt.
And I’d been wrong.
We’d had dinner with Demi’s mother a few days ago, and she was nothing but kind to me. She and my mom had become friends now, as well, and had apparently watched my fight together.
Demi’s parents were still not living together, and there didn’t seem to be a lot of progress going on there. Demi hadn’t spoken to her father since we’d returned. I’d offered to go with her to see him, but she said she wasn’t ready to talk to him.
