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The air is stolen from my lungs. I freeze, my nails biting into his biceps as we both relish this new sensation. He remains motionless, letting me adjust to his size.

It’s a weird feeling. It hurt for a moment, but now I just feel full, stuffed to the brim.

“Still with me?” he asks gently.

“Yeah, you can move,” I pant.

He does, pulling out slowly, his cock dragging along all the nerve endings inside me. He pauses at my opening, then sinks back inside me leisurely. We both gasp as he bottoms out. We fall into a natural rhythm, our bodies moving together in sync. We rock and grind, both working hard as we chase our peaks. My hands cling to him, moving over his back, molding his chest, stroking down his arms. I can’t seem to stop touching him and he can’t seem to stop kissing me.

His lips trail over my cheeks, pressing kisses to my neck and along my collarbone. He licks the shell of my ear and tells me how good I feel, how much he needs me.

“I’m so close,” I cry out.

“Come for me, baby. I need to feel this tight pussy pop around my cock. Need to feel your orgasm coating me, dripping off my fucking balls.”

His crude words send me over the edge, and I scream his name as I come. My pussy clamps down around him, and he curses as my release triggers his.

“Fuck, Scout. So damn perfect. So, so…” He trails off, his face burying in my neck as he comes.

We hug each other, both damp with sweat and breathing hard. I’m flushed from head to toe, and I’ve never felt better in my entire life.

I feel free. I’ve finally found someone who supports me, who checks in on me, who wants me to be safe and happy and taken care of. I can choose what to do now, and it feels like tonight, with Carter, was my first choice of my new life.

I smile, cuddling closer to him as he pulls out of me. I wince, and he’s instantly on his feet.

“I’ll get you some medicine,” he says, darting into the bathroom.

He’s back a minute later with some Tylenol and water.

“I’ll run you a bath,” he says, pressing a sweet kiss to my lips. “Do you need anything else?”

“No,” I say, shaking my head.

He smiles and heads back into the bathroom, and I relax back against the pillows as I stare after him.

Just you, I think. I just need you.

8

Carter

When I feel the warm suction of Scout’s mouth sliding down my cock, I think I’m dreaming. I’ve woken up to dreams similar to this one the last few mornings, and it’s not until I blink my eyes open that I realize it’s not a dream.

Well, it’s a dream come true is what it is.

Scout blinks her pretty eyes up at me, her bee-stung lips wrapped tight around my length, and it takes everything in me not to bust down her throat in an instant.

“Fucking hell, baby,” I grunt. “Did you wake up horny?”

“Uh-huh,” she purrs, her tongue licking up the underside of my cock.

“Come here and let me lick that pretty pussy.”

She shakes her head.

“Scout,” I moan as she takes me deeper, all the way to the back of her throat.

Her mouth works up and down my length, her tongue swirling the tip before licking back down. She wraps her hand around the base and works in time with her mouth to drive me crazy.