Page 33 of Destined for Him

“Shelby! It can’t happen.”

“We won’t tell anyone!” I beg, no longer owning any self-respect.

I’ll be his secret.

I really don’t give a shit.

“Please,” I whisper against his stubble as he lifts his head, and even in the darkness, I know he’s staring at me.

“Isn’t that a fuck buddy?” Kevin mutters with distaste. “I said I don’t want that with you.”

“Fine, then we go super super slow. Snail’s pace.”

“Shelby?”

“Hmm?”

“Shut the fuck up.”

Then he kisses me roughly, and I’m back to floating again.

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Kevin

Snail’s pace.

My dick refuses to do anything slowly, but there’s no way I’m fucking her because then that’s it, decision made, no going back. And I respect her so much.

But she’s staring up at me with flushed cheeks and wide eyes, and I can’t deny what’s between us.

But she’s—

Fuck it.

I’ve resisted her for as long as I could, and now I’ve given in.

She’s got her legs wrapped around my waist, her hands all over my body as she begs me to fuck her.

“You said we’d go at a snail’s pace.” I groan as she bucks her hips against me. “This isn’t slow.”

Shelby blows out an air of frustration before shoving me away from her. I move back so she can leave if she wants to, shame sneaking up on me like a ninja in the night.

But Shelby doesn’t leave.

She switches our positions and climbs on top of me, staring down like a woman possessed.

She leans down to kiss me lightly on the lips, and I can’t help it; my fingers slip beneath her shirt so I can feel her silky soft skin.

Her tongue flickers into my mouth, and we moan simultaneously, our eyes locked on one another in the dark.

“If you won’t fuck me,” Shelby rasps against my lips, her hand moving south, “then let me pleasure myself.”

What?

But Shelby doesn’t wait for a response, and she moves her fingers against her pussy, her lips finding mine once more.

There’s strength, and then there’s this.

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