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“Where were you yesterday afternoon?”Mom asked, setting a plate of food in front of me. I’d been asleep when she and Dad had gotten home, and neither of them had bothered me for dinner since I was apparently snoring, which they knew I only did when I was exhausted. When I’d finally woken up, my parents were both asleep, and I had a text from Jenson, telling me to come over when I woke up.

So, I’d snuck out of my house and into his and spent the night with him. I’d managed to drag my groggy ass back home early this morning when Jenson left for work.

Jenson still wasn’t home yet, and he’d texted me a little while ago to let me know today would be a late day, and he probably wouldn’t be able to see me today, promising he’d make it up as soon as he could. And surprisingly, I believed him. Jenson didn’t strike me as the kind of man to lie. I just hated that I wouldn’t be seeing him today.

“At Ginger’s,” I lied. I knew if she called to confirm it, my best friend would cover for me. She always did. But my mom was trying to be better about giving me freedom now that Itechnicallydidn’t live at home anymore.Technically, this was just a visit.

“Was everything okay?” Mom asked. “You left your phone.”

I shrugged. “Needed to step away for a minute,” I lied. She frowned at me. “I, uh...” I blew out a soft breath. This would break my mother’s heart because she actually really liked my douchebag ex-boyfriend. And he wasdefinitelyan ex after what happened yesterday. “Derrick has been cheating on me with Madelyn the entire time I’ve been gone. I found out yesterday.”

Dad dropped his fork to his plate with a loud clatter, and Mom gasped in surprise. “Do I need to have a talk with him?” Dad asked.

I shook my head. Jenson had taken care of everything. My parents didn’t need to know how out of hand everything got. I was wearing a thin, long-sleeved shirt, and it hid the bruise on my wrist well… A bruise that Jenson hated. He got a dark look in his eyes every time he saw it.

“No, Dad. I handled it. He won’t be coming around anymore.”

He nodded once. “He gives you any problems, you let me know.”

I smiled at him. “I will, Dad.” I reached over and patted Mom’s hand, hating the disappointed look on her face. “There will be plenty of other men, Mom. Not all high school sweethearts make it once the time comes for college.” She and Dad had been exactly that—high school sweethearts. They’d faced all their struggles together, coming out the other side even stronger.

She sighed. “I had such high hopes for him,” she murmured. She shook her head. “Well, honey, I’m just glad you were smart enough to cut ties. Once a cheater, they’re normally always a cheater.”

I sighed. She was definitely right about that, and I wouldn’t be made a fool of. I’d already blocked Madelyn on all my social media accounts. Her new little boyfriend could tell her why I’d blocked her and was ignoring her.

Besides, after being with Jenson yesterdayandthis morning, I already knew I’d lost nothing by losing Derrick.

Instead, I’d gainedeverything.

4

Jenson

Iran the pad of my thumb along my lower lip as I stared down at Holly’s message on my phone. I hadn’t known what I was getting into when I decided to get tangled up with her, but I hadn’t regretted my decision yet. One week after having her in my bed, I was still just as obsessed with her as I had been the first time I’d caught her getting herself off before she left for college.

When I saw her watching me, I’d intentionally gotten myself off so she could watch. And the naughty little vixen had been so beautiful as she came for me.All for me. Allbecauseof me. It’d been the best birthday gift I could give her.

Her soul was so fiery, so bold. And I couldn’t get enough of it. Of her. I never thought my life had been dull before, but now that she’d jumped into it and lent me her color, I realized just how bland it had been.

She was sunshine and gold and light. Just everything sweet and perfectly saucy.

Holly:I really wish you were here right now. I’m craving you.

Jenson:Me or my dick?

Holly:Both, to be real. I’m aching for you, Jenson.

Fuck, this girl had no idea what she was doing to me. She was so fucking needy, and goddamn, I couldn’t get enough of it. Never thought I’d meet a woman that could match my high sex drive, but some days, Holly threatened to outdo me.

Jenson:I’m at work, doll, but if you send me a video of you getting yourself off for me, I’ll reward you later this evening.

She didn’t respond, and figuring she got distracted by her mom, I set my phone aside and forced myself to focus on the paperwork in front of me. Problem was though, my dick was so hard, I couldn’t get my brain to make sense of the numbers in front of me. All I wanted to do was end the work day early, drag her out of her house, and bend her over the first surface we reached in my house.

Goddamn her for teasing me, even if I did love it.

My phone vibrated a few minutes later, and I snatched it up, my eyes widening in surprise before a deep chuckle slipped past my lips. Holly hadreallysent me a video. She’d set her phone up on something high up so I could see every part of her. She was naked and splayed across her bed, her slim thighs parted, her fingers between her legs.

Her eyes were closed as she swirled her digits around her clit, her lips softly parting before she sank two fingers inside her wet pussy. I groaned, turning my volume up the slightest bit so I could hear her sensual moans.

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