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Maybe there’s something unique, special, and vital about two people uniting and flowing together in the universe.

And maybe Raven and I are cut from the same cloth.

Who knows?

But whatever is happening,us, whatever…wehave flow, and we do seem to weave easily around obstacles and issues smoothly.

It also feels right, and it’s not at all what I’d expected when I’d returned here to my family to do complicated things.

One day, I’ll need to work out what the hell is happening with these coincidences the universe keeps throwing my way.

As I think about working hard for the last decade and building the empire, I have a bad feeling. I’d done well with business, but at what cost?

I’d shut down emotionally, and I’d made myselfinhuman and inaccessible.

I’ve never had a deep, real, and meaningful connection to a lover, and maybe, just maybe I am damaged, slow, or broken.

Only making women come, but never letting them in, was likely basic and crude. Maybe I should have been doing more. Both for others, and for myself.

As I try to work it out, light from the opening bathroom door finds me. I look up, and my curvy student stands in the doorway in silhouette. She is a spectacular sight, and I’m lost for words.

“What?”

“Nothing,” I say as I start to get hard.

Don’t screw it up.

Don’t screw it up.

Don’t screw it up.

I watch her walk to the huge bed, and then she slides in. I know my student is clean, waxed, and likely wet. I also know if she is willing, I can slide inside her and stretch her wide.

As I walk towards her, my cock rises fast. I pause feet from the bed, and Raven watches my cock grow thick, hard, and fast for her.

“I don’t want a story,” my student says, kicking the sheet off her body. As she lays back and plays with a nipple, I walk closer. “I want a lesson.”

I pause at the bed, and I slowly fist my cock. My student circles her clit, and she starts to whimper. I kneel with my hard cock, and I move between her legs.

I slide down her, and I begin to claim her with my mouth. As she grabs my hair, she tells me she wants me to eat her tight wet pussy. “So I can come on your lips.”

I hold her butt and hips, and I swipe up and down her slick folds. I then focus on her clit, and I suck it in, grazing it with my teeth. As I suckle on it, I slide three fingers into her, and I hook them up.

As I work my student with my thick, rough fingers, I milk her clit with my mouth.

It doesn’t take long before she is bucking, and I start to get excited. I want her to come on my face, and I want her to come down my throat.

“Come on my face,” I growl…

And she does.

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RAVEN

Over the next few days, Dante gets further and further into the theme park development, and when I’m not finishing my novel, we check the red tape regarding the park, and we push things along.

I also wrangle my friend and roommate Parker in NYC. As she studies the Italian tourism market, Tuscany, social media windows, and anything else to create heat, I ready her for full engagement.

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