Page 157 of When Hearts Collide

Eternally grateful, Ryland

A lone tear slips from my eye and I set down the letter, wishing Mom were here and could meet this wonderful man by my side.

He shares a bittersweet smile, no doubt thinking of his own mother, and I curl myself into the crook of his shoulder and close my eyes, listening to the reassuring thumps of his heart.

Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum.

Strong and enduring.

Epilogue

One Month Later

“Suck it. Take it down your throat.”

I grunt, fisting her hair as she kneels before me, her mascara running down her face in streaks of black, her lips swollen as she gags on my cock. Hickeys mar her creamy tits—thank God she’s wearing something with a high collar later for the graduation ceremony this afternoon.

She’s beautiful and so fucking perfect. Brilliant and kind-hearted.

She fucking humbles me.

Millie sucks harder as the artificial daylight shines brightly upon us. I have her backed against a tree inside Noire, her clothes shredded in a pile a few feet away and she’s servicing my cock like she’s famished for it.

Gagging sounds reach my ears and I swell even more as her tight throat wraps around my head in an embrace that has me seeing stars.

“Fuuuuck, you’re so good at this.”

I piston my hips, tunneling myself deeper inside her as tears stream down her face. “You want my load, little lark, every single drop? Are you going to be a good student for your professor?”

Millie moans and her hand travels to her breast, her fingers kneading the hardened nipple as her thighs squeeze together.

“You’re so hot for it, Millie. Damn, you look good on your knees—ah fuck!”

My hips spasm as the sharp pleasure shoots straight from my balls up my shaft and I try to hold back, but a telltale spurt of cum escaping tells me I’m close.

My mind turns hazy and I tear my cock out from her lips and haul her back up to pin her face forward against the tree.

“I’m going to come in this tight little rosebud today, Millie. I’m going to own it like I own every inch of you,” I growl in her ear, my front flushed against her backside, my fingers teasing the forbidden entrance we haven’t breached yet.

Millie whimpers and trembles but sticks out her butt more and gives it an enticing wiggle.

“Safe word, my little lark? Because once I start, I’m going to finish.”

I fist my dick once…twice, dragging the sensitive swollen head between the crack of her smooth cheeks, my pre-cum dripping over the surface.

“Never.” Her voice is a breathy whisper but strong…a fighter through and through. “I want you to stick that cock up my ass and fuck an orgasm out of me.”

My mind blanks as a noise echoes in the quiet forest.

And I realize that animalistic growl is from me.

My fingers reach to her front to play with her slit and I drag her essence to the back, inserting one finger into her little hole.

“Aaaah,” she screams, her ass shaking against me.

“Safe word?”

“More!” She rolls her backside against my fingers, her hand moving downward to play with her clit. Millie writhes and lets out a few frustrated moans.

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