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She moans, "Yes Slicer baby, fuck I love you cock."I roll my eyes again before closing them, and I start to thrust my hips faster while my fingers that were in her ass are shoved into her mouth, keeping them there to shut her up as my other hand goes to her clit and I strum it fast.

I start to feel my spine tingle when Meghan's bright blue eyes look at me, and I open my eyes only to see black hair. Meghan comes to mind from our night together, making my hips go faster.

She gasps as I lift her up and onto my cock, slowly sinking her down, her back to my front, as the water in the tub swishes everywhere. She moans as I groan, feeling her tight heat around me. I lost count of thenumber of times I've fucked her so far, but I do know one fucking thing: she'll feel me for days. I place my face into the crook of her neck, kissing her there while my left-hand finds her tit, playing with her nipple while using my right hand to turn her head towards me.

Our lips meet in the middle as I thrust up into her, and she swivels her hips, making me groan. I tangle my tongue with hers, our breathing getting heavier as our orgasms start to build. I feel her cunt getting tighter, squeezing my dick for my cum, and our kiss heats up while I squeeze and pinch her rosy nipples.

"Noah," she gasps in my mouth as her orgasm takes hold, and she convulses around me, causing my orgasm to spring on me unexpectedly.

Fuck.

I ensure to keep my cock inside her once our orgasms subside, but don't stop the kiss; I deepen it instead until I feel my cock start to harden again before I turn her around and start all over again, not being able to get enough of her.

I blink as Cindy's clit pulsates against my fingers before the floor is suddenly wet while she moans around my fingers, and I quickly pull out of her ass as my spine tingles, the memory of my girl pulling my orgasm from my body, and I cum into the condom, groaning, only just stopping myself from saying Meghan out loud.

I swallow hard before tapping Cindy's ass, and she grins back at me as I take the condom off and put myself away feeling fucking dirty like I cheated. I don’t trust this woman, so I head into the men’s toilet and empty the condom down the sink before flushing the rubber which let’s face it, you’re not supposed to dobut like fuck am I traveling four hours with that in my pocket. Then scrub my hands, not looking in the mirror because I know I won’t like what I find, I never do and I always end up punching the glass.

Sighing, I go back to the table while Cindy bites her lip, staring at me.

I finish my meal while Dagger leaves a tip making me snort and we all leave without looking back.

I climb on my bike feeling Cindy’s as well as my brother’s eyes on me while I look over to the Cozy Inn and swallow hard.

Where are you, Meghan?

Chapter 4

Meghan

I scrub my hands down my face, feeling exhausted. I started at Washinton Medical School two years ago after I completed a year at the State of Illinois Medical Education Center and was not able to stay there any longer than I already did. My parents had called child protective services on me several times, and I'd had enough. Noah didn't show up, or at least he didn't when I was there, so I knew I had to leave.

Unlike most of my peers, I'm a year ahead of them and I'll be graduating early like planned. If I pass my classes, then I'll be starting my residency at Washinton Medical Center next year before finishing my residency at the General in Houston. I should be right on track to complete my residency when I hit 30. I've kept to my schedule with determination, but it hasn't been easy, not with a baby and a job. Life's been difficult, and most days I want to give up, but then I'll look into the hazel eyes of my baby girl, and I'll know to keep pushing through.

I pack up my supplies from class before saying bye to my peers. Tonight's my night off at the bar that I've been working at since I moved here, so I plan on doing my homework before spending the evening with my better half watching Disney princesses. I walk over to my Buick before throwing my stuff in the back seat. As I get into the driver's seat, my phone rings, and I furrow my brows before checking it.

I frown, seeing that it's my mother.

I don't answer it; instead, I put the car into gear and start to drive home, which only takes me fifteen minutes. I pull up outside the old building where I'm currently staying and scowl when my phone rings for the fifth time since I left school. I sigh before answering it because, let's face it, she won't give up until I answer.

"Yes, mother?"

I can't help the distaste that comes out. This woman was supposed to cherish and care for me, but instead, she did everything that was expected of her, being the silent, obedient housewife while her husband strays and tries to marry off her daughter to someone fifteen years older than her.

"Is that any way to speak to your mother?"

I snort, "It is when said mother tried to get custody of my daughter."

She sighs, "I was only doing what was best. She shouldn't be brought up by a non-believer."

I chuckle. "You mean by someone who will let her wear what she wants and do what she wants without listening to grown men who think their gods?"

"You will not disrespect your father this way."

I hum, "You're the one who rang me, mother, not the other way around; if I didn't hear from any of you again, then I'd be the happiest person alive."

She ignores my comment, "Yes, well, that's because it's time for you to come home. Enough time has passed since you had the bastard. Abram has said he'll accept the child as long as it stays out of sight and out of mind. You are not to talk about it or bring it up to anyone, which is very kind of him. Your wedding hasbeen rearranged for next year; it should give you a chance to get settled."

I chuckle again at the delusional fool. "Yeah, I'd rather walk on hot coal than marry that ass, and do me a favor, mother, don't ever call my child A. BASTARD AGAIN."

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