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“I’m on the pill, and—”

“Hell no,” I retort against her flesh. “I’m not taking you bare unless you’re ready to fucking date me after tonight.” I release a heavy breath through more inner havoc in my brain. I didn’t set my brain up properly for her to give herself so freely and trustfully to me. “Geezus Christ, I don’t know if I’m built for you.”

The woman underneath me actually chuckles a bit through my anguish. She keeps this up and I’m going to have her screaming under my palm. If she believed we were gonna fuck once, she’s highly mistaken on that feat.

“If you promise I’ll be the only girl—”

“You’ve always been the only girl,” I argue. “And if we’re fucking, get ready for a full night.”

She wiggles underneath me the moment my fingers locate her soaked clit. “I’m ready.”

I don’t need another affirmation that she’s for real because she’d stop me if she wasn’t. I pull from her and sit up on my knees, pulling my boxers and sweatpants over my hips to where Magnolia’s hazel eyes immediately latch onto.

And I can’t say that I hate the way her eyes soak me in. That I think I see her swallow at how hard I am for her.

“Push your panties to the side and hold them,” I order, sliding my palms down either side of the mattress at the sides of her body as I lean back over her. “First time, I’m going to apologize in advance, because I’m going to come probably within a minute, but I’ll make it up on the second round.”

“Oh, wow,” she divulges with raised brows. “We’re doing this a few times?”

A mirthless chuckle rumbles off my chest as I slowly position my head to her entrance. She tenses, maybe because Harrison was always a fucking bitch and was always rough with her, but I’m going to quickly erase that shit from her head for the rest of my life.

With precision, I take my time sliding inside, feeling her wrap around me so tightly that my balls instantly clench. It also doesn’t help that Magnolia’s lips part invitingly for me to take at any time I want.

“Feel good?” She bobs her head and I inch deeper, appreciating and reveling in every way her pussy greedily grips me in response.

Lowering myself, I press a soft kiss to her lips and when I pull away, she’s retracting my movements to obtain more.

“Hold on, baby,” I tease. “Let me give you this before you start—”

“Asher, please, don’t tease me. You’ve only been kissing me and making me lie in bed at night thinking about…”

Oh, hell no, we’re not gonna stop there.

“What were you thinking about, Mags?” She clamps her lips shut, tightening them so that no words leave her mouth. “Uh, uh, tell me what you imagined. If there were thoughts about me, I can definitely tell you that we’re about to go the fuck off in the next few minutes.”

“I touched myself thinking about you,” she quickly answers, and she did it on purpose. She knew that the moment I knew she thought of me in such a sexual manner, I was going to lose the game of being gentle and go into animal mode.

“Oh, baby,” I coo over her lips. “I wish you would’ve called me sooner because I would’ve taken care of all that.” And then I’m balls deep, gaining a gasp and my deeper thrusts inside her.

She strangles me, demanding not to treat her like a doll because Magnolia might be a sweetheart, but she’s a little shit that wants the hell out of me right now. She’s allowing me this piece of her, and I’m keeping it. If she ever thought I was leaving after this, I’ll have to keep reminding her that I’m all in.

“Shit, Mags, I love your body.”

“That feels good,” she says, latching onto my triceps and wrapping her legs around my ass. “Ugh…God, Asher.”

“Fuck, baby.” I crush my lips into hers again, swallowing her moans so that her dad doesn’t hear and because I’m a selfish prick that wants them all to myself. “I love it when you say my name.”

She pants against each kiss as I fuck her with no certain pace because I can’t control a fucking thing. She’s so perfect; everything about this is something I’ve dreamt about for years. I’m only eighteen, but I’ve never been so certain of something in my life. Magnolia is all I dream about, and my football career has always taken a second seat. My parents crave it for me, think I have the potential to be something big, but I’ve only desired what’s currently with me right now. What’s currently clinging to me for more and meeting my kisses, tongue to lips, and back again.

“I love you, Mags. I swear to God, I’ll take care of you for the rest of my life.”

“You make it so hard.” My brows clash together as I slow down, reading into what she’s saying to me.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean…” Her hazels slam into mine and my stomach immediately knots. “How do I keep you away from me now? You already know how to get into my room, and you’re doing a good ass job…with what you’re doing right now.”

“Are you saying that by the end of tonight, you’re going to date me because I kinda had that in my head already.” She hums as I slowly thrust back inside her again. “You know you want to, Mags. You’d get this dick every night. I’ll let you sit on my face and suffocate me with this taut pussy.”

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