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“I’m being serious,” she murmured.

“I can see that, Angel, and like I said, you can ask me anything… just do me a favor and reach for one of those condoms while you do it.” I bounced my eyebrows and she laughed at me, but obliged, leaning over and capturing one of the small packets off the pile. She shifted back and moved her nightgown so she could stroke me, and get me ready. I left my hands on her hips, and watched her, dark eyes alight with love and lust, a mirror for my own.

“I was wondering…” she said and smiled mischievously.

“Yeah?” I asked, drawing out the word.

She tore open the condom and picked up my cock, rolling it on with her deft fingers and I smiled, saying, “You really don’t want me to say ‘no’ to whatever it is you’re gonna ask me, do you?”

“I really want you to say yes,” she murmured, making sure the rubber was secure at my base. I squeezed her hips gently with my hands.

“You’re doing a great job of convincing me, Baby.”

She knelt up, holding her nightgown out of the way enough to put myself at her entrance, she slid down me, throwing her head back with a passionate gasp, her long hair tickling the tops of my thighs before the cool satin of her nightgown fell back into place.

I gasped right along with her, massaging her hips through the satin as she placed her hands on my chest to give herself enough leverage to fuck me.

Shefuckedme, and I loved that about her. The fact that she was so bold, and took the reins, especially with the gap in experience. Shelet gowhen she was with me and it was beautiful.

“God, Maren!” I closed my eyes for a second, and the image of her riding me wantonly was seared into my vision so hard, I could still see her there in the dark behind my closed lids. She felt amazing; warm and wet, silken soft around me, gliding up and down my cock with what felt like a minimal effort. She was so beautiful, so fierce, I couldn’t stand it any longer.

I rolled toward the empty half of the bed, taking her with me, staying with her, staying inside her, as I put her on her back and loomed over the top of her. She gasped, hips rising off the bed to meet my slow, hard, deliberate thrust into her.

I made love to her slow, raining butterfly kisses all over her face and neck, gathering her tightly under my body, caging her with my arms and pressing into her as deeply as I could go. She panted softly, keeping her moans to quiet whimpers that made the lust already rushing through my body nearly double. I covered her mouth with mine and drank those small sounds down, amazed at how much they satiated me.

She was so wet, so aroused, and I couldn’t torture her forever because while my being inside her wasclearlydoing something for her, it wasn’t quite enough. I reared up, and put some space between our bodies, changing angles, driving into her with short little thrusts as I dipped the pad of my thumb between our bodies; seeking out that small nub to push her over the edge.

She was laid out flat beneath me, her legs spread to accommodate me between them. The straps of her nightgown had fallen gracefully off her shoulders, her chest rising and falling, the tops of her breasts neatly displayed by the lace and black satin of the gown. Her long hair fanned out behind her head, and her dark eyes aglow, I took my time committing all of it to memory; knowing that no matter what life dealt us, no matter how things wrinkled or eventually started to sag, that this right here would be how I would always see my beautiful angel.

Her eyes closed, and her back arched. She clasped one of her hands over her mouth to stifle any sounds that escape and shuddered as if electrified, her pussy clamping around my dick in rhythmic pulses that touched off a fire in my soul.

I threw back my head and let go, the tight, tingling at the base of my spine causing my cock to jerk inside her as bursts and waves of pleasure swept out through my skin. I emptied myself into the condom inside her and rode the high she gave me, pressing into her tight and tighter, gasping for breath.

I looked down at her and smoothed my hands over the satin encasing her body and said; “You wanted to ask me something?”

She gasped, taking a moment to catch her breath and murmured, “I want you to take me to prom…”

I laughed, “All you ever have to do is ask, Angel. I can’t deny you anything…” and it was true.

Chapter 28

Maren

Spring break felt like a long time coming. We were starting it a little early by taking off the Friday before our official week off from school was supposed to begin. It was Nox’s club’s annual club-only spring lake run. Nox had convinced me that Sage and I should go, that it would be good for us to get away for a bit. With Evy and Mandy all but closing Soul Fuel down for it, it wasn’t like I had anywhere else to be.

Sage was excited, although a little less so when he found out he was riding in the van behind everything with Mandy, Melody, and their babies. Melody couldn’t ride anyways with how pregnant she was. She had three or so months to go? Due in the summer sometime, I think July or August. I hadn’t asked, and couldn’t remember if it’d been mentioned.

“Ready?” Nox asked from behind me, his hands smoothing over my denim clad hips, pulling me back against his chest. I rolled my head back against his shoulder and reached up, cupping the side of his face and standing on tiptoe. He bent down and kissed me softly, a cheer and whistles and no few cat calls going up around us. I laughed lightly and his hands slid around me, causing me to shiver with anticipation.

“Gross,” Sage muttered and walked past us to the van. Reaver’s son, Connor, laughed and got into the last row of seating behind my brother, sitting down next to him.

“I don’t need to remind you to behave for Mandy and Mel, do I?” I asked and Sage rolled his eyes.

“You just did,” he said and Connor elbowed him lightly.

“She’s a parent now, they’ve assimilated her into their evil cabal. She has to say shit like that it’s in their rulebook.”

“Connor!” Hayden barked and Connor grinned wide.

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