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Breaking our kiss, she groans as her head falls just below my shoulder.

I watch her reflection in the mirror. “Fuck, you’re stunning. Look at yourself, Cielo. Look at how fucking gorgeous you are.”

“You …” Her voice quivers as I rub my thumb around her clit. “So good.”

Her mouth falls open, and her chest begins to rise and fall harder and faster. With my other hand, I push up her shirt then her bra, cup her tit, and start rolling her nipple between my thumb and finger.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” She inhales and makes the sexiest little yelp as her pussy contracts around my finger and she begins grinding against it.

“That’s so hot. Ride it out, Riley. Take what you want. It’s all for you.”

“You …” she cries softly as she comes.

I pull my hand out of her pants, release her tit, then straighten her bra cup and shirt before using both hands to button her jeans back up.

Eyes still closed, head still resting on me, a small smile begins to form on her pretty lips. “I owe you big.”

“I’m making you dinner tomorrow night, and you can bring dessert.”

“What should I bring?”

“Your pussy works. Can’t wait to taste you again.”

She opens her eyes. “I have to bring something.”

“A toothbrush?”

She turns and looks up at me. “You asking me to have a sleepover?”

I lift her chin and kiss her soft lips. “Mmhmm.”

Walking out, I kiss the top of her head. “Have fun.”

Smiling softly, she nods. “Sleep well.”

“See you tomorrow,” I say, walking backward toward the theatre room to get JT and Koa. When I turn around, I see Hart and Oz standing by the door.

“You two need a ride?”

“Would love one,” Hart answers.

“Rivera,” Dean calls to me and waves me over to the couch.

“You two wanna let Koa and JT know we’re leaving?” I ask, and Hart nods.

I walk over and Dean looks past me. “You two?” He doesn’t say what he’s asking, but it doesn’t matter. I know what the question mark implies.

“Not sure that’s a conversation you and I need to have.”

“I’m sure you don’t, but I’m going to tell you, proceed easy. She’s all but told us she was very, very inexperienced, and I’m not sure of the extent. And no, I didn’t ask but felt I should share, more for her. She’s a good girl. Calls her …” He shakes his head as if what he’s going to say is shocking, and I’m not sure I wanna hear it. “Calls it her princess parts. Says it’s pristine.”

“And how the fuck do you know this?”

“Girl talk that was shared with me by a friend whose name I won’t share, who was looking for advice on how to tell you.” He shrugs.

“Drew.”

He nods. “Yep.”

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