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“Damn it, Van!”

“What?”

“You’re going to make me come already,” she whines once more. I slow my pace, pulling out slowly once more, and she whimpers in protest.

“You can’t have it both ways, baby. You want it hard, you’re gonna come,” I tell her. She rolls her hips, meeting my slow thrusts. I look down and watch the way my cock slips in and out of her. I fucking love seeing that. I love seeing us together like this.

When I can’t take anymore, I have to pick up the pace. I plunge into her, fucking her hard and deep until I can’t take anymore. I feel her clench, and I lose myself. My balls tighten up, and I explode.

“Fuck!” I growl as I fill her with everything I have. I grunt and groan as she milks me until I can’t stand it anymore. Chills run along my spine as I jerk a few more times into her.

When we’re both gasping for air, I pull out of her and climb from the bed, heading to the bathroom. I discard the condom and clean up before walking back into the room and getting back into bed with her. She’s naked and so fucking beautiful. I reach over and run my fingers along her stomach to her breasts before squeezing one in my hand.

“What are you doing?”

“Playin’ with you.”

“Aren’t you don’t yet?”

“I’ll never be done, Chy.” I sigh as I drop my hand, wrapping it around her and pulling her close to me. I nuzzle my face into her hair and sigh.

“I like this,” I tell her truthfully.

“Like what?”

“Havin’ you all to myself.”

“You don’t like sharing me with Nicole?” she laughs a little.

“I know she’s your best friend, but I’m a needy man,” I tell her. She laughs and snuggles into me a little more.

“I like that you need me, Van.”

“And I do need you.” Just as I say that, the phone rings on the nightstand next to me. I pull away from her and grab it, answering right away.

“Yeah?”

“You around?” Mask asks.

“At the house. What’s up?”

“We got a location on Derrick.”

“No shit?”

“No shit. You wanna do this?”

“Goddamn right, I wanna do this. When and where?” Now I’m excited. I’m about to get my hands dirty with this motherfucker. I’m about to end his miserable life.

“Head over here, and we’ll go over everything and head out,” Mask tells me.

“I’ll be there.” I hang up the phone and turn to face Chy.

“You need to get dressed. You and Nate are goin’ to the clubhouse for a little while.”

“What? Why?”

“They found Derrick,” I tell her. Her eyes widen as she looks at me. She shakes her head slowly before sitting up and looking around the room.

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