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She opens the box and gasps. Inside is a small ring along with a photo.

“It’s a star I named after you. ???????. You light up my dark world without even trying, so I got you this. It’s yours, and the ring represents it. So anytime you think it’s too dark, that your demons are being too loud, you can either look at your ring or the sky and know that you are the bright light guiding someone through the world. Guiding me through it. You are my little sun, ???????, the brightest star in the sky.”

Tears fill her eyes. “This is the best gift I’ve ever received.”

Leaning over her, I press a kiss to her lips. I start off light, but quickly it turns into a rushed need. She kisses me just as passionately as her legs fall around my hips. When I feel her heat, I look down and groan when I realize she’s not wearing any panties.

“Really?” I hiss in pain. “You are perfect.”

“I figured you’d ruin them anyway.”

Shaking my head, I quickly strip before stroking my cock twice. Then I kneel between her legs, kissing her pretty, perfect pussy.

“I would eat you until you scream, but I really want to fuck you under your star right now.”

She giggles. “Our star. I want it to be ours.”

“Fine,” I tease, kissing her nose before I pull on a condom. “Our star.”

She reaches for me, touching me on her own for the very first time. I let her stroke me as I grip her legs, getting her into position.

“It’s not like I thought it would be,” she says.

“What did you think?” I ask.

“It’s hard, but still a little squishy. It’s interesting.” She squeezes it, making me groan. “Oh, I’m sorry.”

She goes to let go, but I wrap my hand around hers, stroking myself with her hand as I squeeze.

“It feels good. You feel good.”

She blushes. “It does?”

I nod. “Anything you do feels good. Fuck, we gotta stop or I’ll come right here. I want to fuck you.”

“Please do.” She smiles up at me.

I love that she is confident enough to say that now. It’s like I’m watching her shed her shell right in front of me. I love that I am the man that she wants to hold her hand as she does that. It makes me feel more powerful than anything in my life. I give all that power to her.

I let her squeeze me one more time before I position myself at her entrance. I push in slowly, savoring the way she feels until I’m buried to the hilt. I swear every time is like the first time withher. I hope I never get over this feeling. I have a feeling I never will.

Pulling her knees up, I tilt her hips until I know I’ll be hitting her clit and G-spot at the same time. I love the way her eyes look when I do that. Then I start to thrust.

I start off slow, teasing her. Whenever it seems like she is getting closer, I back off, changing my pace. I keep doing this, watching as she gets more and more frustrated.

Finally, she growls, “Will you stop changing your pace? I’m so fucking close.”

I smirk down at her. “You want me to stop edging you?”

She nods.

I flip us so she is on top and I’m on my back. Looking up at her, I know I am in heaven. She is an angel.

“Take it.”

“W-what?”

“Take what you need, Olena. Fuck me,” I tell her.

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