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I slam her harder against the wall, pinning her with my groin while I work my way up to her neck with hot, wet kisses. Licking and caressing her velvet skin, I take my time, knowing this can never happen again.

Hastily, Paris pulls my shirt over my head and tosses it to the side. Her hands work quickly between us to release the button on my jeans. She groans when I suck on her ear, and I step back just enough to work my hands beneath her denim skirt to the heat between her legs.

“Fuck,” a whispered gush falls from my lips as I slide my fingers over the fabric of her panties. “You’re so wet.”

“I’ve waited years for this moment, Magik.”

A tinge of guilt seeps in at her declaration. “You have?” I pull back and search her eyes. She nods.

“I’ve dreamed of nights like this with you since my freshman years.”

“I can’t give you what you want, Paris.” I stand back and lace my hands behind my head so I don’t touch her. “You deserve more than one night.”

“I’m not asking for forever, Magik. All I want in return is to be respected and not become the talk of the school or locker room tomorrow.”

“Never. I would never do that to you.”

A soft smile pulls at her lips. “I know. I trust you.”

She moves toward me and swiftly pulls the zipper of my jeans down. I’m powerless against her desire for me because I want the same thing.

She’s everything I know I shouldn’t crave.

Yet my body aches for her.

What if one time with her is never enough?

My pants fall to my ankles, and Paris crashes her mouth to mine in a long, passionate kiss. We’re both panting and my mind is dizzy with need when we break apart.

“My room, now.”

Breathless, I remove my pants from my ankles and kick them away. Paris yelps when I scoop her up in my arms and march toward my bedroom at the end of the hall. Her gaze is sultry when I lie her down and admire every inch of her as I strip away her clothes.

“So beautiful,” I whisper over her naked frame.

My finger traces a slow path down the center of her chest until I reach her carefully manicured, wet pussy. I suck in a breath at the heated moisture between her thighs and the way her body responds to my touch.

Her hips quiver and rise from the bed, silently screaming for more. I burrow between her legs, spreading her thighs to taste her. My cock rages as I lick my way through her sweet lips and back again, sucking on her clit until her hands are raking through my hair pulling me toward her.

As she rides my face, I struggle to keep it together.

“Magik, oh fuck…” she cries as her body shakes and her nails dig into my shoulders. I continue to caress her with my tongue, devouring every last drop of her arousal as she rides the wave of pleasure.

I thank fuck I didn’t blow my load at the sight of her coming undone.

I’ve only been with a handful of girls and Paris is nothing like any of them. Having her here in my bed…it’s not something I take lightly.

CHAPTER 4

Paris

The moonlight glistens through the window casting a shadow across Magik’s torso as he stands. My gaze travels over the ink stretching the length of his throwing arm. I look forward to exploring every intricate detail of his artwork but right now, his cock is ready and waiting.

He kneels on the bed, and I shuffle up to make room for him. Climbing over me, he brushes his thumb over my bottom lip before he kisses me. “Once we do this, we can’t take it back,” he whispers.

“No takebacks, Magik.” My hands work their way over his chiseled arms as I stare into his eyes. “I want this. For as long as I’ve been interested in boys, it’s always been you.”

His eyes close as if it pains him to hear the truth. “Please,” I croak, the emotion evident in my voice.

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