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“Kayden,” she whines. “I’m gonna come. Fuck! You’re gonna make me come.”

My head dips, and I take her bottom lip between my teeth. She does as I say and looks me dead in the eye whilst her second orgasm claims her, moaning my name as she grinds against the vibrator.

“Fuck,” I rasp. “That’s it. That’s my good fucking girl.”

When she slumps forward, I remove the vibrator and turn it off. I slide my hand against the side of her face and kiss her plump lips. The air between us tightens, and I’m relieved to know how much she trusts me.

And yet…there is a massive secret lying in the way of us.

I want nothing more than to be honest with her. I don’t want to be like her ex, who lied. I want to be honest. I want to be truthful. I want her to know who I truly am.

Especially when these feelings I’m experiencing are developing quicker than I thought.

Her hands reach for my crotch, palming my hard cock in my boxers. “It’s my turn,” she whispers. “I need to thank you.”

I grab her wrist before she can dip it inside my waistband.

Kayleigh blinks at me in shock, registering the look on my face. “You don’t want me to?” She sounds disappointed. “Because I really,reallywant to.”

“I need to tell you something, Kayleigh,” I admit.

Her brows furrow. “What is it?”

“We need to go to my house.”

“Your house?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Please, just trust me.”

Kayleigh gulps and stares back at me with uncertainty. “Okay. I’ll get ready.”

My stomach rolls, but she has a right to know the truth.

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KAYDEN

“Are you sure it’s nothing bad?” Kayleigh's cautious voice makes my skin crawl.

I should have thought about how I would tell her I had something to say. It probably shouldn’t have been after I made her come twice—definitely after this car journey.

“It’s nothing bad,” I reassure her, keeping my eyes firmly on the road.

Kayleigh huffs and settles back in the passenger seat. “I feel sick,” she groans. “If you turn around and tell me that you’ve actually been sleeping with someone else and this isn’t going anywhere, I’m gonna class that as bad.”

“Hey.” I reach over to cup her knee. She turns to look at me, and I smile gently. “I’m not seeing or sleeping with anyone else, okay?”

She chews on her lip hard enough to draw blood. “Okay. Why do we need to go to your house?”

“It’ll make more sense when you’re there.” I flick my eyes to the road once more. “I promise.”

After a hesitated nod, she leans back again and fumbles with her hands.

“You know,” she rasps, “you could have brought me to your house and then told me you had something to say. Do you know how anxious I am?”

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