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“Kiss, marry, killis the least of my problems right now; my parents are going to go crazy when they find out I’m staying with Dev.” Despite how good it feels to know me and Dev are moving forward, I still feel so hurt by my dad’s behavior. Something isn’t right; he’s never put a campaign before me. I could tell by his face that he didn’t want me to leave, and as overpowering as Mom can be, I never thought he’d let her come between us.

“It’ll fix itself, these things always do,” Freya assures me, looking sympathetic.

“Now, come on, let's get to the good stuff; how was he?” Alicia asks,

“Alicia!” Eden nudges her, looking disgusted.

“Screw you, you got a man to cater to your needs. I’m a horn dog and I need every last detail.” Alicia looks at me expectantly.

It’s a few hours later when Dev rides me back to his place, and I don’t think I’ll ever get used to how good it feels to be on the back of his bike. Being with the girls this afternoon has helped me forget all the shit I have going on at home with my parents, and now that we’re pulling up outside Dev’s home, I’m suddenly reminded of all I’m going to have to face.

“You look tired,” Dev tells me, taking my hand and walking me to the door.

“It’s been an eventful day; it’s not every day a girl loses her virginity and gets kicked out of her home.” I try to smile, but it doesn’t quite make it to my lips.

“Your folks will come around, they’re just being parents. Look how I used to be with Corey.” He shrugs sadly as he lets us inside.

“Mom’s obsessed with Dad winning that campaign. Sometimes I wonder if it’s her dream and not his.” I take a seat on the couch, and when Dev sits beside me and rests his huge hand on my thigh, I look down at it and smile. I’m still not used to him touching me so freely, but I love how it feels.

“You should text your dad and let him know you're okay,” he tells me, in that low, penetrative voice that makes me want to curl into him and forget the world outside exists.

“You're right.” I roll my eyes and take out my cell. Ignoring the twenty new missed calls I’ve had from Mom since the last time I checked.

I write out a quick message to him explaining that I’m okay and staying with afriend. Then, putting my phone back out of sight, I turn my body into Dev’s so I can look at him.

“You really surprised me when you told the club I was your old lady,” I admit, watching his face turn confused.

“I got no intention of keeping you a secret.” He slides his palm over my cheek and strokes my lip with his thumb. “I know I’ve been rotten to ya, but I only ever had your best interests in mind.”

“And when did you decide that you were wrong?” I can’t help but smile victoriously while I wait for his answer.

“When I figured that no one else was gonna do the things I would, to keep you safe. I was gonna deny myself all this, because I didn’t think I was good enough for you,” he tells me without shame. “Then I realized that there’s no other way I can protect you. I need you close.” He swallows thickly.

“How can things change so fast?” I laugh, still expecting to wake up from all this.

“I was just trying to steer you on the right path.” He shrugs helplessly.

“And you think this is the right one now?” I ask.

“No, it’s still wrong, but you wanted it and you sure as hell weren’t gonna give up on it. Don’t say I didn’t warn ya.” His lips break into a smile as he leans in to kiss me, and when my hands start moving to open his jeans, he looks down and laughs.

“What are you doing, trouble?” he asks.

“Continuing my journey on the wrong path.” I smile as I lower my head and take his cock in my hand. Each time I see the thing, I wonder how the hell I managed to take it inside me, and instead of being nervous about my lack of experience, I decide toget better acquainted with every inch of it. I start by rolling my tongue over his tip, slowly and delicately, to tease him. He’s so hard I can feel him pulsing in my hand, and when I look up at him, he shakes his head and smirks at me.

“You're a very naughty girl.” His massive palm slams down hard on my ass, scrunching it in his hand and growling as I slide my tongue from the bottom of his shaft all the way to the tip.

“Fuck, your tongue feels good.” He grips my hair with his other hand, raising my head so it’s level with his.

“Show me it.” He licks his lips as I open my mouth and stick it out for him to examine.

“You gonna be a good girl for me?” he asks, grasping my face and squeezing my cheeks together. I nod my head back at him, feeling my panties soak with thrill. “That's what I like to hear.” He kisses me so hard it makes me go a little dizzy.

When he’s done, he slowly lowers my head back down so I can get back to work, and when I attempt to prove just how good I can be by taking his cock all the way to the back of my throat, I end up gagging and spluttering all over it.

“Shit, you okay?” Using my hair to pull me back up, he checks me over, and the concern on his face leaves me with no doubt. Dev really does care about me, none of this is in my head. It’s all fucking real.

“Baby, you gotta take it steady.” He gently pushes my hair back off my face.

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