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He responds with a deep thrust that has me screaming when my orgasm slams into me.

“Draco!”

“Fuck, Athena.” He slams into me and then fucks me in rapid thrusts. I can feel his cum rushing inside me he grips my hips holding me still.

He flips me around on the bed not caring about the bloody wet sheets. Lifts my legs over his shoulders. His cock hard between my legs.

“Can you keep going?” he asks.

I’m a little sore but pole dancing has helped my muscles. I’m not that sore and I don’t want him to stop.

“A little.”

“Okay,” he says kissing my cheeks my mouth. “I’ll go slow.”

He does.

He enters me slow and makes love to me.

Right before I doze off, my eyes heavy with sleep, I catch his words. “Come back to me.”

THIRTY-TWO

“Are you sure I look, okay?”Rose asks looking at me through the mirror.

I dressed her up un my clown outfit from the club and she looks sexy. Almost too sexy for me to let her walk out of her dorm room on a Saturday night to a college party.

“You look hot. Your boyfriend is going to go nuts when he sees you in it.”

I turn her dace so I can finish applying makeup on her lips.

“You look hot. I look like I’m trying too hard.”

“I think you look sexy,” I say dropping my gaze to her chest. “I’d do you.”

I look up and her eyes find mine and there’s a question there. Am I serious or playing around? If she only knew.

“Have you?”

“Have I what?”

“Been with a girl?”

I line her lips trying to give myself time to answer. I haven’t and it’s not hard to tell her the truth but how do I tell her I want to try. With her. It’s not like I’m cheating on Draco. The othernight was the best night of my life. I almost didn’t want to leave the warmth of his arms but I promised Rose I would go to the party with her. I’m not sure how I’m going to make up the money for my rent or what is really happening between me and Draco but I know I want this. I want to experiment with her. I don’t know why but feel it the same way I feel things with Draco.

It’s like sharing a connection with someone you can’t explain. I have a connection with Rose.

“No.”

“Would you?” she asks almost causing me to drop the lip pencil from my fingers.

“It depends.”

“On?”

“If she’s into it. It has to be the right person, you know.”

“Yeah, I get that.”

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