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“Scarlet wants me to turn Russel over to the police. She thinks there’s been too much darkness.”

“What do you think?”

“It’s what I feel, and I feel like hitting him until I break my hand. If I could find it in me to do what she wanted, I would for her. Maybe it’d help me, too. Just a little less darkness, but I can’t.”

Luca nods slowly. I can tell he understands, even if he’s never felt this way about a woman. I can tell he’d want to do the same in my position. “Just go be with her tonight. We can handle all this tomorrow.”

* * *

Sitting in my car across the street from the apartment, I text my woman.Is your mom asleep?

Yeah,she replies.I’m in the corner bedroom. I thought it’d be best since there’s nobody in the one next door.

More heat floods into me. I’ve been solid ever since I started driving over here, thinking about her thick legs, her pink, glistening slit, and her hard, tasty clit. I know how tight she’s going to be around my shaft, her walls squeezing, needy, and desperate for the future.

Good. Start rubbing your pussy for me. Get yourself nice and wet.

Oh my God, Elio. You make me so hot when you say stuff like that.

Are you doing it?

Yes,she replies.

Tell me what you’re doing.Precome leaks hotly from the end of my dick, actual come trying to erupt out of me.Be specific, my singing angel.

I’ve got my hand between my legs,she replies.I’m stroking my clit slowly, but I’m getting quicker.

Are you getting wet for me?

Yes. Just for you. Only for you.

I can’t text anything else. My dick is pushing against my zipper like it’s going to make it explode. My balls are so damn full. Pushing the car door, I almost run across the street. After riding the elevator up, I nod to the Family man at the door, who opens it for me. No questions.

The hallways are dark. I keep it that way, moving like a big cat on a hunt, and that’s how it feels. Like all the hunger is taking hold of me, possessing me, owning me. I walk down the hallway and then push her door open.

Oh,fuck. She’s lying on top of the sheets in a baggy hoodie, like a gift ready to be unwrapped so that I can see all the beauty beneath. She’s only got her underwear on her bottom half, her hand wriggling beneath them.

She opens her eyes and stares up at me, her cheeks flushed. She’s got an almost guilty expression on her face, as though she knows that I’m the one who’s supposed to make her cream. Closing the door behind me, I stalk to the bed, kneeling down and grabbing onto her thigh.

“You’re mine,” I growl, indulging in her thick thighs, squeezing so that my fingers sink into her curviness. She sits up and clasps my face with her hands.

“Only yours,” she whispers. “You meant it all, yeah, Elio?”

“A future, a marriage… We’re going to have it all.”

I climb onto the bed and lie atop her, holding myself up with my arms as we kiss. I graze my body with hers, letting me feel her breasts, her thighs. Her mouth is so damn warm, and so is her slit. I push one hand against her underwear, feeling her heat beneath it, the wetness.

“Your virgin pussy is ready,” I snarl.

She pants heavily, hot breaths against me. “Are you sure?”

“I need you,” I tell her. “You’re cute and beautiful ashellwhen you’re nervous, but you’re going to open that pussy for me and take my dick. Take the future. Aren’t you?” I sound like a wild beast, growling deeply. “Scarlet?”

Her cheeks flush the shade of her name. She nods, biting her lip. “Get that hoodie off.”

She tugs at my clothes. “I could say the same to you.”

I smirk, leaning back, stripping off my shirt, then my jeans, looking at her almost the whole time. She’s doing the same. She unhooks her bra, and then I’m on her big tits as they gorgeously bounce free. I push them together, groaning when I feel this particular thickness.

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