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We’re groaning and panting in wild lust, desperateto feel each other.

Varen unclasps my bra and sucks on my hardnipples, biting them lightly at times. He runs his hot tongue down my body,snatches off my panties, and feasts on my moist vagina.

“Ugh…” I gasp as he licks and sucks me out, makingme convulse from the immense pleasure.

On the verge of an orgasm, I ease up and make himstop. I shove him over on the blanket and slide on top, splaying my tongueacross his stomach before taking his cock into my mouth. He’s as hard as wood,and his balls are swollen, ready to unload.

“Fuck,” he gasps while I move up and down hisshaft. “That feels so fucking good… Ohh…” I toil my tongue on the tip. Heshudders. “Baby you’re going to make me come.”

Varen grips my arms and sets me on my back again.I cry out as he buries his penis deep inside, locking my legs around his lowerback as he fucks me hard.

Our sexual groans reverberate in the air. But we’retoo caught up in each other to worry, much less care if someone comes along andhears.

I claw at his back and tremble as the gates breakfree. Satisfaction submerges me when Varen climaxes along with me.

We’re both out of breath, and he remains on top.

“Didn’t I say you were going to get it?” he raspsout, then laughs.

I chortle in return. “Yeah, I definitely got it.”

21

It’s Saturday, the evening of our trip toScotland. The wedding is officially a week away.

Although I knew Daniel’s closest friends weregoing to Scotland for the ceremony, I had no idea August would be coming aswell.

He saunters over to talk to me while we’re waitingto board the flight, a half-smile on his face. “How’s it going? Hope I didn’tcross the line with my coffee invites.”

Feeling awkward, I shift from one leg to theother. “No, it’s okay.” Somehow, my eyes drift to Varen sitting beside hissister. He’s pretending not to watch us while on his phone.

“I’m not trying to get you on a date,” he jokes.“My friend’s going to join us. Just thought you’d want to learn about thatwriter’s program.”

“I know, and I really appreciate it.” I chip at mynails.

He squints at me and speaks in a lower tone. “It’sVaren, isn’t it? He doesn’t want you meeting with me.”

I look at Varen again. He cuts his eyes away,stands, and ambles across to the snack area.

“It’s cool. If you decide to, just text me whenyou’re ready.”

“Thanks,” I mutter. “Will do.”

August shrugs and offers a smile, then walks away.He sinks down in the seat next to his mom. Mr. Caldwell and Daniel, along withother friends, are talking and laughing with each other.

Everyone seems so relaxed.

I’m the only one freaking out.

I walk to the large window and look at the planeswhile biting my nails. Mom comes over and stands next to me.

“Nervous?” she asks.

“Yeah. It’s not like watching them. I’m actuallygoing to be on one.”

She makes circles in my back, soothing me. I glanceat her and manage a smile. “Is this your first time flying?”

“No. Momma and I went to New York when I was alittle girl. I haven’t traveled since though.”

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