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His eyes widen, and then his lips quirk up in a self-satisfied smirk. Smug asshole. He won’t be smug for long, though. I tilt my hips back, grinning to myself when his mouth falls open and he sucks in a sharp breath.

I keep my pace slow, mostly because I wasn’t kidding about barely holding it together. It only takes a few seconds and a few thrusts before West is trembling, his fingers clenching and unclenching where they’re gripping the backs of his thighs.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” I murmur, rolling my hips and dragging my cock along his prostate. “Being stretched out on my cock.”

The only answer I get is a whine. This is going to be over for me way sooner than I’d like, so I grip his leaking cock in my hand and pick up my pace as I stroke him.

I give the head a squeeze and have to pause when his tight hole contracts around me and almost makes me come. A groan works its way out of my throat as I thrust into him harder, our bodies slapping together.

His cock pulses against my palm and his back arches, a sharp shout tearing from his chest as he comes. I look down in time to see a fewmeasly drops of cum dribble out and land on his lower stomach. Burying myself deep, I finally let my control wane. I grind against his ass, holding myself deep inside of him as I unload.

When my body is wrung out and all that’s left of my strength has fled by way of my oversensitive dick, I force him to release his legs and collapse against his chest.

I’m enjoying the afterglow, soaking in the heat of his body and relaxing while he plays with my hair when he lets out a little sigh. “Hey, baby?”

I hum. “Yeah?”

“Are we planning on telling your dad we’re dating?”

It takes a second for my brain to catch up, but when it does, I raise up and narrow my eyes at him. “I make you come three times in less than an hour and you’re thinking aboutmy dad?”

West’s eyes widen as his jaw drops. “Yes. No. Not, uh. I just mean—”

I cut him off with a deep kiss, mostly because he’s too cute for his own good and I can’t take it. When I break the kiss, I grin at him. “Let’s go shower and I’ll call Dad and see when we can get together for dinner.”

“Really?”

“Did you expect me to say no or something?”

He hesitates for a second before slowly shaking his head. “No, I guess not. I just wasn’t sure if he would be upset.”

What? “Why would he be upset?”

West looks at me like I just asked the stupidest question he’s ever heard. “Because, Darcy, he sent me to you for help with history.”

“And have I not helped you with history? Last I checked, you passed your midterm exam with zero issues and barely even need me anymore. Also, I’d like it noted for the record that it’s still incrediblystrange to me that we went from mind-blowing sex to my dad and history.”

West barks out a loud laugh. “I thought you enjoyed talking about history?”

I roll my eyes. “Ido,but not while I’m still riding the high of being with you.”

All the snark disappears from West’s face, his eyes softening and his lips tilting up at the corners. “Being with me is a high?”

I brush my lips over his. “Being with you is everything.”

His lips part on a shaky inhale. “I really love you.”

My heart does a little flutter. “I really love you too. Now let’s go shower because I’m covered in your copious amounts of cum and I’m getting sticky and gross.”

I climb off West as he lets out a little gasp. “It’s your fault.”

A smile forms on my lips. “I’ll take responsibility for that. Come on.”

West pulls at the collar of his shirt as we make our way up the path to my parents’ house. His nerves are easy to see, but he truly has no reason to be nervous. I’m not sure why he is. It’s not like he doesn’t already see my dad multiple times a week. “Why are you so nervous?”

I get an incredulous glare for my question. “I’m meeting yourparents, Darcy. It’s a big deal.”

I shrug. “I mean, you’ve already met my dad.”

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