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“Let’s give it some time before we tell her.” She squeezes my hand, but when I don’t reply right away, she says, “You might be sick of me in a week.”

I pull my hand out of hers, stand up, and take my plate to the kitchen. She follows me, her bare feet tapping against the hardwood.

“I just want us to get to know each other first. If I were dating anyone else, I wouldn’t introduce him to my parents just yet. Let’s give it a few weeks.” She drops her plate on the island and wraps her arm around me, resting her head between my shoulder blades. “Trust me, you’ll want to run and hide when she finds out.”

“No, I won’t. We’re both adults, and we’re not doing anything wrong.” I turn to face her. “I think we should tell her now, but if you want to wait, we’ll wait. Not for long, though.”

“Okay,” she readily agrees. “Not for long. I don’t want to hide you either.”

“Good.” I lean down and kiss her lips. I can feel her relax against me, and with her breasts pressing against my chest, I feel my cock start to stiffen in my sweats.

I pick her up with one hand and run up the stairs, the mess in the kitchen forgotten.

CHAPTER 15

MIRANDA

It was hell leaving Nick last night, but after asking me to spend the night about a dozen times, I told him I had to go home. He reluctantly let me leave, but we’ve been communicating nonstop since.

After receiving a call from my mother telling me she and my father are going to spend the weekend with my aunt and uncle in Hartford, I knew exactly what I needed to do. I feel slightly guilty for feeling relief that my parents had to go to Connecticut for the weekend, especially considering it’s because my uncle had to have emergency surgery, but they’ve freed me to come and go as I please without the need to explain, or in this case, lie.

“Hey, Mom.” I have the phone on speaker as I put some clothes in an overnight bag. “Is Uncle Lee okay?”

“He’s going to be fine, baby girl. They got his appendix out and he should be good as new. I’ve got to run, but I’ll see you Sunday. I’ll call you tomorrow.” Relieved at the news, I go back to my packing and think of how surprised Nick will be when I show up tonight.

The plan is for me to meet him at his house in the morning, but things have changed. My phone vibrates and a text with from Nick pops up.

Nick: Can’t wait to see you tomorrow.

Me: Neither can I. Leaving work. Will call you soon.

He sends a kiss emoji, and after freshening my makeup, I throw my duffel bag over my shoulder and practically run to my car.

His driveway is empty when I pull in. Unsurprising, since he tends to park inside the garage. Just as I turn off my car, my phone vibrates.

Nick: Are you home yet?

I smile wide as I run to his front door and pull out the key he refused to take back yesterday. As expected, the downstairs is dark and empty. I hear his footsteps as I punch in the code to his alarm. By the time he makes it to the bottom step, I’m already across the room, and I jump into his arms, barely having any time to admire his bare chest.

“Surprise!”

He doesn’t ask any questions. He simply kisses me as if I’ve been gone for months instead of one day.

“I thought I wasn’t going to see you until tomorrow?” He puts me down, walks over by the front door, picks up my duffel bag, and throws it over his shoulder. He follows me upstairs to his bedroom and puts the bag in his closet. As soon as his hands are empty, I jump into his arms again and wrap my legs around him.

“I thought I’d surprise you.”

“Best surprise.” He kisses me senseless. “But you have on way too many clothes.” He puts me down and helps me undress before he pulls off his sweatpants. I reach for him, and he takes me back into his arms.

He walks backward to the bed and lies on his back, never breaking the kiss the entire time.

“Straddle me,” he says, but he doesn’t let me go right away. He kisses me deeply, holding the back of my head, sucking the very air from my lungs. When he finally lets go, I straddle his hips, reaching to grab his hard cock. I lift my hips, ready to slide down on him, but he lifts me, placing me on his face.

“Oh,” I say, exhaling at the unexpected movement and even more unexpected sensation. His tongue circles my lips, and when he sucks on my clit, I slide off his face and nearly fall off the bed.

“Stay still, sweetness.” He lifts me and places me back, and this time, I hold on to the headboard for support. I close my eyes and throw my head back as he feasts on me. I let out a little shriek when his tongue enters me, but soon he changes tactics and starts sucking on my clit again.

“Oh, Nick. Oh. Don’t stop.” I can feel the build up from my lower belly. It takes over my entire body. I tremble on top of his face, losing complete control of myself. His strong hands on my hips are the only things that keep me steady. When he does one last suck, I scream and shudder. He doesn’t stop, and I’m too lost in ecstasy to focus on my embarrassment. I shudder one last time, and this time, I feel myself blush when a gush of fluid coats his mouth and chin.

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