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She leans up on tiptoe, stretching up till her lips meet mine. It’s a delicate kiss she gives me. A sweet one. Of course, I can’t stop myself from turning it into a deeper, more heated one.

She fuels a desire in me like I’ve never known. Not even for the girl in my past. This kiss, this passion, this feels like my future.

I pick her up. She wraps her legs around my waist. I carry her to my room, the first time she’s ever crossed the threshold. I lay her down on my soft gray bedding, crawling over her.

“I’m sorry for not talking to you last night,” I say. “And for after the dance. I was an ass.”

But she doesn’t let me off that easy. “Yes, you were. Tell me why.”

I take a deep breath, knowing I owe her the truth. “I saw you and Eamon dancing together and it brought me back to the past.”

“Your girlfriend with your dad.”

“And I knew in that moment, you two are so good… just light and goodness. The both of you. And I don’t want to taint either one of you with my darkness.”

“Eamon loves you. He needs you. You protected him when he couldn’t protect himself.”

And you? I want to ask. But I can’t bring myself to say the words.

She continues, “You’ve made me view the world differently. There is dark and light, right and wrong, but it turns out each of us has our own gauge for both. And we have to listen to ourselves to find the truth of what we find good.” She reaches up, a soft hand on either side of my face bringing me close to kiss her. “And I think you’re good.”

Her words shift something deep inside me, healing me, freeing me as I press my lips to hers. I’m falling in love with her and it’s scaring the shit out of me. That’s the brutal truth. I can’t bring myself to tell her. But I know I owe her something.

I break away from our kiss to confess, “I did feel something for you. During our dance.”

Her smile beams with light. “Me too.”

I slide my hand under her sweater to feel the warm, bare skin of her belly. I cup her breast over the thin material of her bra, her nipple instantly coming to life under my palm. Running my hand up her body under her sweater, I cup her neck in my hand, kissing her deeper.

She reaches for the waist of my jeans. Undoes the buckle of my belt. I love the way her gentle fingers feel as they dance against my skin, working to unbutton and unzip my jeans.

I do the same for her, pushing her jeans and panties off, then resting on my haunches to remove them from her ankles. As I stand to rid myself of my own pants, I take her in, naked from the waist down, her bare legs and pussy looking so pretty on my bed. Like she’s always belonged here.

She watches me, lip stroking her bottom lip as I pull my black sweater up and over the back of my neck, tossing it to the floor. Her eyes widen, taking in the full view of my naked body, my hard cock.

I climb over her, feeling her pussy with my fingers. She’s already wet enough to take me. “God, you’re so wet. I love your body so much, how it feels.” I bring my fingers to my face, inhaling her sweet scent. “How you smell.”

Her arms wrap around my neck as I move between her thighs. “Taste,” I say, bringing my fingers to her lips.

Her pretty lips wrap around my fingers, cheeks going rosy with shame as I make her taste herself. I kiss her, swiping my tongue against hers.

She gives a little hiss into the kiss. “I’m still a little sore.”

“I’ll go gentle. Tell me if I’m hurting you.” Her pussy is tight, and I go slow this time. Her warm wetness surrounds my cock, and I can’t go slow anymore. With a hard thrust, I bury myself inside her.

She gives a gasp.

“Are you okay? Tell me.”

“Yes, keep going.”

“You’re doing so well, pretty baby.” I run my hand down her belly. “Take a deep breath.” I rub her swollen clit with my wet fingers. My touch has her pussy clenching around me, spots dotting my vision. “God, you feel so good. You’re perfect.”

Scooping a hand under her ass, I grab her soft curves as I slowly fuck her. She’s so tight, her breathing labored, I know she’s going to come soon. A familiar tightness comes over my core, tingling at the base of my cock.

“Come for me, my sweet Kitty Cat.” I play with her clit as she moans, curling tight around me, her fingers digging into the muscles of my shoulders.

“I’m going to… I’m coming for you.” Her hips rock against mine as she chases her climax down. “Don’t you stop touching me.”

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