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She shook her head. “The opulent lifestyle’s expensive, I guess.”
“If it were just me, money wouldn’t be an issue.” I went up to her and took her into my arms. “All I need is a sexy redhead with a deliciously curvy body and a smart mouth.” I ran my thumb over her pouty lips. “And I could live anywhere.” I stroked her hair. “I’m proud of what you’ve achieved.”
“I’m not there yet. But thanks for saying that.” She paused. You’re hard again. Does it ever go down?”
“Not around you.”
I waltzed her to the bed and pushed her gently onto it. My hands smothered her warm, soft curves. “I love this naked-under-a-T-shirt look.”
“I like wearing it. It smells like you.”
I placed my face on her soft, milky thighs, ran my tongue up to her engorged clit, and licked her as I would a delicious ice cream cone, building up to soft and rapid lashings. Her musky flavor dripped down my throat.
Moaning, Miranda arched her back and pushed her pelvis into my face. Her clit grew hard on my tongue, and she cried out.
Sliding my fingers into her, I groaned. Her tight little slit made my dick throb.
I turned Miranda on her tummy and entered her in one sharp thrust.
“I can’t get enough of you,” I said, running my tongue along the nape of her neck. “I need to fuck you hard.”
“Yes.” Her soft voice turned my cock into steel.
Then I positioned her on all fours.
“You’re beautiful,” I said, taking her hair into my hand and twisting it. I pulled on it gently, and her head fell back as I mounted her.
I slammed into her as though I hadn’t fucked for ages.
“Come for me,” I said and bit her ear gently.
Her ass pushed against my pelvis, inviting my cock in deep.
We danced well together, matching rhythms.
A fierce release shot through me just as she cried out. Her muscles clenched tightly around my dick, and we hit that magical peak together.
After we’d returned to the land of the living, I rolled onto my side, took Miranda into my arms, and kissed her tenderly.
After a walk along the beach, Miranda and I settled down for a meal with Manuel and Sherry.
My phone buzzed, and since it was Sunday, I ignored it. But when the person kept calling, I checked and noticed it was the hospital.
I hadn’t visited my father for two days, as I couldn’t bring myself to go there. He hadn’t shown any remorse whatsoever, and after he’d suggested that I have Tamara knocked off, I couldn’t take it anymore.
“I’m sorry. I have to take this,” I said to Miranda, who was admiring Manuel’s coloring skills.
The nurse’s somber tone pretty much said it all, so when I ended the call, I headed straight for the hospital. Miranda offered to come, but I wished to be alone with my father.
I got there quickly and parked in front. Then I slipped inside and headed straight to his ward, where a doctor hovered close to his door.
He recognized me. “Any minute now, I’m afraid.” He wore a sympathetic frown.
I entered the room, and the closer I stepped toward the bed, the more audible my father’s struggling breathing became.
I took his lifeless hand. “Dad. It’s me.”
He continued to look up to the ceiling. “Is there a god?”
