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“Okay?”
“Yes. Please fuck me.”
There we were in Chatting Wood. My hands against the rough trunk, I rammed into her, biting into her neck.
“Oh God, that feels so good,” she said.
We fucked like wild animals; me pounding into her. Manon sounded like she was in agony, and I stopped.
“No. I’m close. Please.”
We built and built, then I came like a rocket bursting out of me. It was intense. It always was with her. Like no one else ever. That was why she could get me to do anything. I’d become her slave. Only she needn’t know that. I hated how weak that made me look.
It took me a moment to return to reality.
I puffed. “I’ve never fucked anyone like I fuck you,” I said. “I’ve never felt a pussy like yours. You’re fucking addictive. My dick loves being inside of you.”
She turned and touched my hand, then leaned in and kissed me on the lips. “And I love your cock inside me. I also love sucking you off. I always thought I’d hate it.”
“You’ve never blown anyone?” I had to ask. I didn’t enjoy discussing her sexual history. It made me jealous, as unreasonable as that was.
“Well, Peyton…” She grimaced, knowing how much I wanted to kill that child molester. “Only he had a tiny little dick.” She wiggled her finger.
“A micro dick that needs to be chopped off.”
She took my hand. “There’s only ever been us. There will only ever be us.”
She held my eyes, and again she’d gone deadly serious, like she was trying to say more.
That sounds like forever.
The way I felt, I could easily do forever with her. But was that just my dick dictating?
She stopped walking and adjusted her tits so they sat inside her dress.
“Hey, I was enjoying that,” I protested.
Manon giggled. “I can’t exactly go back to the party with my tits hanging out.”
“No, you fucking can’t.”
Her brow pinched as she held my gaze. “Would it make you jealous if men were looking at my tits?”
“What do you think?”
“Well, I’d like to hear you say it.”
“It would.”
“What about if a guy touched me?”
“I’d knock his fucking teeth out.”
An excited smile grew on her pretty face. “Ooh… you’re hot when you’re all alpha.”
It was a cute game we played. But I kind of liked it, for some crazy reason. I drew her to me. “You belong to me.”
“And you belong to me. I love you, Drake. No matter what happens, remember that.”
