Page 70 of A Billionaire's Cabin Love

“No, we live in a gated community. We needed a place for the kids to run free.” Sebastian sipped his champagne.

“Living in a high-rise condo with children can be a challenge,” Sebastian smirked.

“Kara, when you’re ready to buy a house I’ll be happy to help.”

“Wonderful. Oh, and this night club is unlike anything I’ve ever seen. It’s classy.”

“Yeah, just how Sydney wanted it.”

I smiled at her. “Good taste.”

“Let’s dance.” Sydney stood in her studded stilettos.

“I’ve been waiting to dance,” I screeched.

**P**

Two hours later, I slipped off my heels and curled up next to Collin on the sofa.

“That was fun.” My teeth gripped his earlobe.

“It certainly was.”

I slipped his dress shirt buttons through each hole. Collin’s big hand squeezed my ass.

“It just so happens your friend is married to the coolest black woman I’ve ever met. Was that a coincidence?”

“She accompanied Sebastian when he showed me this place. She was so sweet. I spoke to Sebastian before we left Talkeetna. I wanted them to meet you. I knew they’d fall in love with you, too.”

“Collin, that’s so sweet.” I climbed into his lap and shoved his shirt down his arms.

“I want to ride your big cock until I come.” Standing briefly, I staggered as I dropped my dress, then panties to the floor.

“Oh, sounds like you want it right now.” His eyelids hooded.

“Is this safe? We’re drunk.”

“Baby, we can fuck drunk in the comforts of our own home.”

I leaned over, unbuttoned his slacks and yanked them down his muscled legs. Collin slipped his boxers off too.

“Come here, Kara.” He pulled me into his lap. I stood on my knees. His cock stood at attention, poking my tight hole.

Caressing his angular jaw, my eyes fell over his handsome face. This man was my forever. His greedy tongue slipped around my areola. My head fell back.

“Yes.” My body never craved another man’s touch. Only Collin’s. I was wet the moment we sat in the car after leaving the club. He lined his cock up with my slit and I inched my pussy down his long, thick shaft.

“Fuck. I love fucking you. I love that you are my man. Collin Kolby Daughtry.”

His lips crushed mine as he gripped my hips, sliding me up and down his dick. I released his shoulders and gripped the back of the sofa and took control. Bouncing up and down, I loved how his huge mushroom head filled my pussy.

My body shivered against him. “Yes. It’s so good.”

I hit the jackpot.My first love had a beautiful cock I was not willing to part ways with.

He bit my nipple. “I want to marry you,” his words slurred.

I knew it was the alcohol talking.

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