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I guess I just assumed he would be there since Stella and I are both graduating. It’s kind of a big deal.

“Of course I’ll be there. You think I’d miss watching your fine-ass walking across the stage?” He

reaches around me to pinch my butt cheek, making my hips thrust into him. The hand on my ass holds

me in place so I can’t back away from him. “I’ll be anywhere you are, Celine. Always.”

Swoon.

Chapter 26

Ezra

I remember my own graduation from Brunswick University like it was yesterday. Well, I remember

the ceremony. Ozzy and I got shit-faced afterward, so I don’t remember much of that. Wes didn’t

graduate with us because of the whole sleeping with a teacher thing, so he took care of us that

night.

Since graduation is on a Saturday, I decided to drive up Friday night as soon as I got done at the

doctor’s office. I wanted to make sure I spent as much time with Celine as possible. But by the time I

got to Brunswick on Friday, I was exhausted. I ended up eating pizza and falling asleep on the couch

while everyone was hanging out. Celine woke me up to go to bed with her. After my little couch nap, I

got my second wind and fucked her on the bed that used to be mine. I always wanted her in that bed.

Now, it’s the morning of the ceremony, and I’m watching Celine sleep soundly next to me. She

didn’t tell me what time she needed to wake up, but I can hear Stella shuffling around in the hallway,

so it must almost be time.

Celine’s body is turned toward me, and thanks to last night, she’s completely naked. I trail my

finger down the sheets until I get to her pussy, where my finger is a magnet to her clit. I can’t stay

away from her. She’s like a fucking addiction for me.

I move in circles. She shifts around, and her beautiful hazel eyes flutter open. I run my finger

down her folds before inserting it in.

“Holy shit,” she whispers, her voice sounding groggy with sleep.

“Good morning,” I say before slipping another finger inside. She arches into my hand, urging me

to increase my pace. What my girl wants, my girl gets. My girl. I will never get tired of saying that.

My hand moves faster, and I get as deep as possible, hitting the spot I know she needs me to. I feel

her legs trembling right before she falls into oblivion, coming all over my hand.

Her cheeks always get flushed after she comes, and I swear it’s when she looks the most beautiful.