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Delani squealed again. She sat up and started taking her clothes off, but I was already finished, and she still had her pants on.

That wasn’t going to work for me.

“Too slow.”

I grabbed the waistband of her leggings and yanked them off her. The sound of fabric tearing was loud in the room.

I’d apologize later, and I’d buy her a dozen more pairs just to show her I meant it. I was too far gone for speech right then.

Knowing she was bare beneath her tights should have prepared me for the sight of her slick pussy, but my heart stopped as I took in all of her pink perfection.

Her cotton panties were still tucked safely in my back pocket. A trophy I intended to keep.

I pushed her legs farther apart, my hands on her knees, and I couldn’t contain my hunger.

“Fuck,” I growled and dropped an openmouthed kiss on her hot little lips.

“Goddamn, Baby, you are so sweet,” I growled, holding her open as I licked a trail from her tight little rosebud to her dripping slit.

“Are you wet for me, Del? Is my pretty pussy hungry for my mouth?”

“Yes, fuck, yes, Sonny,” she said, panting.

My sexy Good Girl knew the rules, though.

She leaned up on her elbows, her beautiful baby blues locked on me.

That was just what I was waiting for, and I rewarded her with a long, slow lick.

Moaning as her flavors burst across my tastebuds, I made sure to touch and caress everywhere I could reach before sliding two of my fingers into her tight heat.

I couldn’t get enough of her.

After she came once by my tongue, I slipped on a condom and had her coming again in seconds flat.

Her pussy was made for me, squeezing me just right. I loved how her curves cradled my hardness.

So fucking soft and perfect. She was like a sensory feast, and I was starving for her.

“Ohmygawd,” she whimpered after who knew how many orgasms. “I think you broke my pussy.”

I laughed out loud, tucking her into my side as I tried to catch my breath.

Then I gently pushed her back, hovering over her deliciously flushed body, and kissed her deep and hard.

“I better kiss it, and make it better, then,” I said, and I did.

Once for her. And once more, later on, just for me.

Eventually we slept, and it was the first proper sleep I had in who knew how long. The even sound of her breathing pulled me under, and I wrapped her in my arms and held her all night long.

Another first.

Waking up to Delani was better than I imagined, and after we showered—together, which took a lot longer than my usual showers, not that I regretted a single second—I drove her to her place to get some fresh clothes.

MY heart thudded in my chest when I looked at her. She was so happy in the morning, and just being with her was like an invitation to be happy, too.

So I accepted it. I held her hand. Kissed her knuckles. Made some jokes. And I just enjoyed it.

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