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She shifts herself so she’s over me and slides her wet pussy back and forth over my cock. The feeling of her makes my body tense up and want to slide right into her, and I almost do.

With all my willpower, I lean forward around her and reach for the cooler. I can barely reach the strap, but I get a hold of it and pull it toward me. I reach into the side pocket and pull out a condom.

She looks slightly disappointed, but we haven’t had that conversation, and I’d rather not have it in the heat of the moment. Still, it absolutely kills me to put one on. I’d love to feel her around me with no barrier, nothing to dull the blissful sensation of her sliding up and down me.

I roll the condom on and lift her hips, setting her down on top of me. I slide into her slowly, and she pauses for a moment, letting herself adjust to me.

“Fuck, you’re so tight, baby.”

She continues settling the rest of the way. I’m fully seated now, and I can feel my cock completely fill her.

She rides me for a while, angling herself just the way she likes so I hit that sweet spot. I rub my thumb over her clit; it’s wet and slippery, allowing me to move around it with ease. She moans and starts moving faster.

I reach behind her, gather a large chunk of hair, and pull her head back. She clings onto my shoulders to hold herself up. She’s breathing hard, and her moans are louder than ever.

“Shhhhhhh, you don’t want to wake up the neighbors, do you, baby?”

She tries her best to shake her head, but it’s still bent back from me pulling her hair.

She presses her lips tight together to stifle her moans.

“Good girl.”

I’m getting so turned on by this that I’m about to come with her. I grab one of her hands off my shoulder and place it between her legs so she’s touching herself. I use both hands to grab her hips to lift them, then slam them against me. I lift my own hips off of the seat and move under her at a rapid pace.

She screams as she folds over onto me and comes all over my cock. I can’t stop myself from busting inside her. I hold her down and lift my hips so I’m as deep in her as I can be. Our muscles pulse against each other, and it’s a feeling I can’t describe.

She slides off of me, and I run inside to grab a damp towel for her. She cleans herself off, and we crack open another drink, getting snuggled up on the loveseat again. Lou grabs the remote and starts rewinding to the part where we left off.

"You really don't have to do that."

She looks at me with one eyebrow raised. "Oh yes, I do; you're not missing a second of this classic."

We finished the movie, and I have to admit that I actually liked it. I'm glad she rewound it because I would have missed the iconic scene where Vivian is shopping and tells those women to fuck off.

I check the weather app to make sure it isn't going to rain tonight and confirm that I'm okay to leave everything out for the night and put it all away tomorrow. I grab the cooler and follow Lou inside. Pepin, who was sleeping on his dog bed next to us, trails behind.

While we're getting ready for bed, Lou walks up to me, lifts up onto her tiptoes, and hugs her arms around my neck.

"Thank you for tonight. It was the bestsecond first date I've ever had." She giggles at her own joke, which I find adorable.

I grab the back of her neck and tilt her head to kiss her. Her lips are soft and warm, her scent is intoxicating, and I just can't get enough of this woman. I want to be around her all the time and never leave her side.

Finishing up the summer season was difficult after Lou's birthday. I hated having to leave her, but she also had to work. I pull away from her and stare into those beautiful brown eyes, wondering how I got so lucky.

Chapter Thirty

LOUISA

Pepin runs across the park to fetch the ball Sam just threw. He stops when he sees a little girl playing off to the side. I run over to him because I don’t want her mother to get nervous. Pepin just stands there staring at her, waiting for me to give him permission to approach her.

On my way over, I see the mom lean over and say something to the girl. The little girl looks nervous, but it’s clear she wants to pet him.

“You can pet him if your mom says it’s okay. He's very friendly.”

Her mom nods to her, and the little girl approaches, and Pepin wags his tail with excitement. She sticks out her hand and pets the top of his head. He licks it, making her giggle. Pepin lifts up onto his hind legs and sticks his paws up on the arm of her wheelchair to get closer to her face.

She doesn’t shy away from him, even though, in this position, he towers over her small frame. Instead, she wraps her arms around his neck and gives him a big squeeze. Mygentle giant always has the power to make people feel special. I thought about getting him certified to go into hospitals and nursing homes; I just haven’t gotten around to it yet.

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