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We undressed ourselves and I embraced her naked body, planting kisses on her shoulders and slender neck. She pressed her breasts against my chest, her peaked nipples poking my flesh.

“I love you, Hudson. I always have. These two weeks have been torture.”

“Why did you stop talking to me?” I asked.

“It was better that way,” she whispered.

I softly kissed her lips. “You can make it up to me by riding me.”

She curled her hand around my erection, gently stroking me. I backed her to the bed, and she released me as I got into position. I tweaked her nipples, and she sucked in a breath, straddling me. And then I was deep inside her plushness, her pink button swollen as I rubbed it with my thumb.

She quietly moaned, clenching around me and seconds later, she threw her head back as she climaxed. I steadied her, grasping her slender hips as she quaked through her orgasm.

“That felt so good. I can’t give what you can.”

I don’t know why I said it, but I did. “Can he?” I asked harshly.

She frowned. “Hudson, I never fucked him.”

I raised my eyebrows feeling like an asshole. She was protecting me, and I sounded ungrateful.

“I’m sorry,” I said.

She folded her body on mine and began to move her hips again, rocking her clit against my base. I pulled the covers over us and tilted her face up to mine so I could capture her mouth.

“I’m gonna… oh God…,” Presley whispered seconds before she came again.

She came around me, pumping her hips and I let go, filling her with my semen. It felt so good to have her in my arms again but what would the consequences be? I had to be prepared.

CHAPTER 30

Presley

Sunday, I went to Evan’s house to break it off. It wasn’t a real relationship in my mind… I don’t think it ever was even in the beginning. He used me as much as I used him, and I was glad I never had sex with him. Evan was wiping his nose with a tissue when he opened the door punctuated by a cough.

“I think you made me sick,” he said, coughing again.

I ducked around him. “Where are you parents?” I asked.

“Mom went to the shooting range and my father had tennis lesson.”

Evan had another coughing fit and I hoped I didn’t relapse. I wanted to make this as quick as possible. End it and go home. He wouldn’t let our break-up go and I was prepared for whatever trouble I would face.

“Do you want something to drink?” he asked.

“No, thanks,” I said dryly.

I went to the living room where Evan had a football game on the television and there it was, his green notebook. It was peeking out from under a couch cushion. It couldn’t be this easy. I snatched it up, folding it and shoving the thin notebook in the inner pocket of my down jacket.

I was giddy, but my quest left me with another dilemma. I knew his mother’s horrible secret. She destroyed lives with her decision, and she would have to pay… we all would. When he came back, I delivered the news.

“I’m done with you,” I said, grinding my teeth.

He frowned, wiping his nose. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me. Did you really think we would just fall into what we were a few months ago? You can’t force a relationship.”

Evan clenched the tissues in his hand, his knuckles turning white. “You think it’s that easy? Did you forget what I have?”

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