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I jerk my cock into her while digging my fingers into those soft, juicy hips.
She loves it. The pillow muffles her screams as she’s thrusting right back into me. Pushing back to get me in deeper. I’m hitting her walls, feeling them grip around me like a warm wet mold forming around me.
I always knew it would be this good with her. I knew from her curves to the way she walks with utter confidence. I knew some way, any way I could, I had to have her. I didn’t know it would be tonight, or it would take a literal blind date.
That was fate.
We are fated to be together. I’ve known it since the first time I laid eyes on her. That first night I saw her and learned her name. She’s the one.
I’ve fought it for so long, but now that I’ve had her, I don’t know how I’ll ever let go.
“Fuck yes.” I collapse onto her, moaning out my orgasm as she slumps down into the bed. “Oh baby, that was so good.” I sigh, curling up with her and kissing her temple.
“Yeah.” She sighs back at me, nodding and muttering in agreement with a satisfied moan.
Chapter 3
Luca
I didn’t mean to fall asleep.
My plan was to sneak out before she woke up. I’d slip right out before her blindfold came off, and she saw it was me. She would never know.
But, damn. Her warmth. Her scent. The exhaustion after a grueling practice in the morning, and then the extracurricular activities of the night, I passed the fuck out.
Curled up with her is the best night's sleep I’ve had in what feels like forever. All my grief and stress melted away with the feel of her naked body pressed against mine. Her breasts squished against my hard pecs, giving me the warm tingles.
“Mmmm,” Kandi moans as she curls further into my chest, rubbing her hard nipples against me.
The heat from the sun warms my closed eyelids as I wrap my arm around and hold her tight against me. I never want to let go.
Her smooth as silk skin rubbing against my body has my cock jumping and ready to go for more. I dig my fingers into her juicy ass, reveling in what’s now mine.
Kandi is everything I knew she’d be and more, and I finally have her. This isn’t my usual one-night stand. It wasn’t a casual hookup, this is more. The beginning of something great.
I can wake up like this every morning. I never want to go back to sleeping alone again.
“Oh. My. God.” Kandi says slowly.
My eyes lift, staring into her beautiful bright green orbs with the specks of gold. The sun shining on them makes the green brighter than I’ve ever seen. I could get lost in those eyes. I do, for all of two seconds, before she’s pushing against me and screaming like a nut.
“Luca? Oh my god. Get out!” Kandi screeches, pushing me off of her and rolling out of bed, falling to the floor with a loud thud. “I can’t believe… I would never… oh my god!” She isn’t forming any full sentences as she flings my clothes at me from the floor. My shirt and pants go flying over the bed as I dodge them.
She stands with a groan, pulling her robe that hung on the closet door over her naked body. Not before I get one last glance at it to burn into my memory. My eyes rake her in as fast as I can to take mental pictures.
“Get out of here!”
“Is it really that bad?” I stretch, taking my time. “I thought we had a fun night.” I smirk at her before slowly pulling on my shirt, hoping she gets her eye full of me too. My cock is still hard for her, giving the perfect image for her mental book.
“You knew, didn't you?” She scoffs with that same look of disgust I always get. “You knew it was me the entire time and played this little game to get in my bed.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” I stand and pull my shorts on in one quick motion. I don’t bother with underwear. They take too much time to pull on and off. “Don’t flatter yourself. That’s a lot of trouble to go through for sex.” I find my sandals by the door. Another waste of time is sneakers. Necessary for working out, but luckily, they make slip-ons.
Kandi stands with her arms crossed over her chest, not realizing her robe was open with a slit right down the middle. A long track down the length of her luscious body. I walk up to her, wanting to run my hand up the slit in her robe and pull it right back off.
“I never have to work that hard for sex. I didn’t know it was you until you were riding my cock like I was your favorite Zamboni.” Reaching for the center of her robe to get one last feel, my fingertips graze the silk fabric, but she pulls back.
“Get out.” She says with such finality, I know not to push any further. I have to tread lightly if I ever want another shot.
