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LANDON

I shut Imani’s bedroom window and walked into her dark room, trying to find the light switch. This place was so fucking big, and I had only been here a couple times. I didn’t know where these rich people hid their switches because it wasn’t on the fucking wall.

Jamming my shin into the corner of the bed, I stifled a grunt and continued through the room. All I wanted to do was scoop Imani into my arms and hug her. After Mom … after she had done what she had … I … I … I wanted to see Imani.

A couple moments later, Imani shoved the door open, stormed into the room, and slammed it behind her, turning the light on and locking the door. She clenched her jaw, her fiery brown eyes angry, and twirled around. When she saw me, the anger dropped from her face and was replaced with surprise.

Before she could say anything, I hurried over to her to wrap her in my arms. I didn’t want to talk or fight with her. I needed her to fill a part of me that I couldn’t, needed her to tell me that everything was going to be all right, needed to feel loved for a couple moments.

But I couldn’t ask her.

Words and feelings weren’t my thing.

So, I buried my face into her neck and pulled her as close as I could, breathing in her vanilla perfume. She froze for a moment. Then, when she wrapped her arms around my body to hug me, I couldn’t stop a tear from racing down my cheek.

Imani might’ve been pissed at me, but … she didn’t smack me.

She didn’t tell me not to get in her way.

She didn’t hate me like my parents did.

“Landon,” she said, voice soft. She pulled away enough to see my face, but before she could, I swiped the tear away. “What’s wrong? Have you been crying?”

Parting my lips, I ached to tell her that I was fine, that I hadn’t been crying, that I wasn’t hurting on the inside. I didn’t want to be broken anymore for her. I wanted us to work out so badly that it hurt. But I was broken, and I didn’t even know if therapy could fix me.

So, I pressed my lips to hers and kissed her hard. I didn’t want her to ask me any more questions that I couldn’t answer. All I wanted was for her to make me feel something good, like she had always done before.

I walked with her toward the bed, pulling off her clothes and placing needy kisses down her neck. She ran her hands all over my body, pulling the bottom of my shirt and touching me how I imagined she had touched João earlier. After I pulled my shirt over my head and undid my jeans, I pushed her onto the bed and crawled up after her, lying between her parted legs, dipping my head to her stomach, and kissing below her navel.

Down her stomach and up the inside of her thighs, I placed open-mouthed kisses all over her body until I reached her pussy. I started to eat her out and interlocked my fingers with hers to keep her from pushing my head away whenever the pressure got to be too much for her. Her back arched, and she grasped my fingers tighter.

When she moaned out, I ground my hard dick against her bedsheets and flicked my tongue against her wet cunt.

“Landon, please,” she said in a breathy whisper. “More …”

I buried my face between her legs and flicked my tongue faster against her clit.

“I need you,” she moaned softly. “Please.”

I kissed back up her body, sucking on each of her nipples and grasping her small tits. She clenched when I brushed the head of my cock against her sopping pussy. Unable to hold back, I pressed my lips to hers in one lingering kiss, and then I rested my forehead against hers and slowly pushed myself inside of her.

She dug her fingers into my taut shoulders and moaned against my lips.

It felt good to be needed and even better to be wanted by her.

I brushed my thumb against her cheekbone and stared down into her big brown eyes. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me toward her to kiss me again. As soon as our lips collided, I thrust harder into her pussy, pumping in and out and letting my tongue devour her mouth.

When I broke our kiss, I tugged her to my chest. She dug her fingers into my muscle, my heart pounding underneath her soft hands. I pounded into her harder, wanting to both get out all my anger and feel good. My hips hit hers roughly, my cock buried deep inside of her. She clenched hard around me, my cock twitching inside of her tight hole.

I stuffed my face back into the crook of her neck, placed my lips below her ear, and sucked on her skin. My body tensed, and I came inside of her, filling her with my cum. Imani whimpered, her legs trembling around my hips.

After wrapping my arms around her waist, I sat us both up on the bed and kept my cock inside of her, my cum slowly running down our thighs. My lips trembled as I stared at her, at the only person who hadn’t fully pushed me away yet. And I hoped to God that she never would.

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