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It wasn’t long before he was collapsing on top of me. Both of us were out of breath. The sex had been so intense that even though it didn’t take long for us to cum, we were exhausted. He nestled me into his arms, refusing to let me go. He was back to being gentle and sweet with me. He kissed the top of my head.
“I can’t believe you’re my girlfriend now,” he said in the post-sex afterglow.
“Yes, Dylan. And you’re my hot billionaire boyfriend.” I chuckled.
“Yes,” he smiled and replied, then in a more serious tone he said. “I want to make it known.”
Instead of answering, I just buried my face into the crook of his neck. Leaving a small trail of kisses there, I finally mouthed my answer to him.
“What was that?” he asked, not quite making out my words.
“I said yes,” I said, a bit louder this time.
Somehow, the combination of my lips against his neck and us talking about our relationship was enough to turn him on again. I felt his hard-on press against my leg, and in a swift moment, he had me pinned down on the bed again.
“Again?” I smiled at his eagerness.
“Yes,” he growled against my ear. “Let me fuck my girlfriend.”
And just like that, it sank in. Dylan was my man now.
Chapter 25
Kathy
My boyfriend.
Dylan was my boyfriend.
No matter how many times I repeated it to myself, it still felt surreal.
Sitting on the couch in my living room, I realized today was the first time I had been apart from Dylan since we had officially become boyfriend and girlfriend.
For the last couple days, I had just crashed at his house and we hardly left the bed. Sex with him wasevenbetter now that we were in a relationship. I had lost count of how many times I had climaxed in the last 48 hours.
And not to mention the aftercare. As a boyfriend, Dylan was incrediblycaring. I didn’t think I could love him more but I had fallen for him harder. We were not trying to hide our relationship in the office either. We remained professional at work but still went for coffee or lunch together when time permitted.
Of course, most people at the office were surprised. Kevin was livid. But none of it really mattered. The only person whose opinion mattered to me now was Dylan.
“Miss love-struck,” Sarah came over one evening with a giant box of chocolates. “You never have time for me anymore.”
“I’m sorry,” I replied, earnestly. “The last few days of my life have been crazy.”
“So you’ve been staying over at Dylan’s,” she said. I had texted her and told her that before, but she had not announced that we were together now. I wanted to tell my good friend in person. “You’re still dickmatized by that man, aren’t you?”
I had to laugh out loud at her choice of words.
“I’m afraid it’s progressed a little more than that,” I said, biting down my lip.
Sarah’s head popped up instantly.
“Spill,” she stressed. “I need to hear everything.”
“There’s not much to tell you,” I tried my hardest to keep it cool, but I was jumping for joy on the inside. “But… we are finally and officially together now.”
“What?” she exclaimed. “Like…. You two are in a relationship?”
“Yeah, like saying I-love-you’s-to-each-other-ship,” I admitted, blushing wildly.
