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Kinsley’s head lifted, and she looked over her shoulder. I leaned over so I could kiss her while I filled her up. Gianna suctioned my balls, which exploded within the warmth and safety of my love’s tight grip. Kinsley’s pussy pulsated and she pushed back further onto me just as my cock throbbed and shot off. She screamed into my mouth as I held her face. I didn’t care who was listening anymore. “I love you, Sins.”

“I-I love you, too,” she said breathlessly. I pulled my cock out and my cum ran down her pussy lips onto Gianna’s waiting tongue. When I took a step back, Gianna French kissed my girlfriend’s cunt, sucking all my cream out of her. I’d almost forgotten the witch was still there in my moment with Kinsley.

“My turn,” Gianna said as Kinsley moved off her and picked up her jeans from the floor.

Pulling on my own clothes, I said plainly, “Nope. We’re done here. You got what you wanted.”

“No, I didn’t. I get a turn on that thick pipe now.”

“Yeah, not going to happen, Gianna. I’m spent.” I shook my flaccid cock at her. “This is it for your game.”

“I want your girl sucking my nipples while I fuck you cowgirl. You’re impregnating metonight.”

Kinsley’s face turned red. “You can’t demand he do anything anymore, bitch.”

“Excuse me?” Gianna reared on my girlfriend.

“I know about you. I know you molested him, took advantage of a young, hurting boy. You’re an abuser. Not to mention trying to blackmail him and his father. Threatening to hurt his brothers. Admit it!”

Gianna laughed. “Oh, is that what Georgie told you? No, girl. Hewantedit. Hehaswanted it.” Turning to me and running a finger along my cheek, she said, “Pretty, but stupid, and too innocent, Georgie.”

“I’m smarter than you,precious, and not innocent. Pretty, I’ll agree with. You’ve had to manipulate him to get him. He was aminor! He’sneverwanted you. That must hurt really bad.”

Gianna slapped my girlfriend in the face. Without a second thought, I shoved Gianna in the chest, so her body flew and hit the wall with a thud, then slid down it before crumpling to the floor. Kinsley went to go after her, but I stepped in between the two. “No.”

Turning to Gianna, who kneeled into a protective crouch on the floor, I said, “Go ahead and expose my father’s crimes. I’m over it. Iwelcomeit. I’m done with you. Don’t contact me again. If you fuck with Kinsley or my brothers, I will hurt you. Do you understand me?” She didn’t move. I took the two steps to stand over her until she looked up at me with tears in her eyes. “Do you understand me?”

“Yes.”

We quickly dressed, then I grabbed Kinsley’s bag and her arm and pulled her out toSerenity.

CHAPTERSEVENTEEN

KINSLEY

When we gotinto his truck, George hit the steering wheel repeatedly with the palms of his hands until the entire cab vibrated.

“Whoa, whoa!” I touched his arms so he would stop. He let his head hang, blond hair falling over his face.

“Fuck!”

“What? We did it! We got through it, and I got the video.” I patted my backpack, which we had set up with a small hole in the front pouch so my phone could record the events.

“Kinsley, she didn’t admit toanythingon video. I never should have agreed to protect my father in the first place. What was it all for? For Aaron? For Dan? For my mom? Dan’s a grown man and my mothershouldtake care of herself once she gets the help she needs. You’re right. I can’t protect everybody all the time. I’m such a fucking idiot. I should have just been there with you. Just us.”

George looked like his eyes were wet. Brushing some of his long hair out of his face, my fingertips stroked his forehead. “Hey, hey, hey. You tried to do what you thought was best. Yeah, you should have told me, but we weren’t really, um, together.” He quieted down. I climbed over the console and got into his lap and held him, running my fingers through his hair.

His face was in my neck, but he mumbled, “Fuck, princess, I love you.”

“I love you, too, George. We’re together now, and together we can fight anything.”

His lips were soft and tender when he pressed them against mine, but stubble was hard and tickled my jaw. Gigantic arms enveloped me, and he held the back of my head with both huge hands. My thighs involuntarily twitched as my stomach did a little flip. I could have stayed that way forever.

“Are you okay?” he asked me, leaning back to look back and forth in each of my eyes.

“Yes. Are you?”

“I tried to keep that connection—”

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