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“But, Jase. I want you again,” she murmurs.

“I promise I’ll be living in you once you’re used to me, Honey. I gotta take care of you right now though,” I tell her and then I watch as my cum slowly slides out of her. I push it back in with my finger. I want me inside of her as long as possible, even if it’s my cum.

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Cheyenne

I watch as Jase looks as our mixed essence is slowly falling out of me and he’s pushing it in as fast as it’s coming out. I giggle and he grunts.

“Jase, as funny as this is and as good as this feels, I think I need to clean up and change the sheets,” I say as his gaze is still glued to my center. He only looks up when I slowly close my legs.

“Yeah, I guess so. Stay there though. I’ll clean you up,” he rasps as he sits up and unfolds from the bed. I watch him as he stands and walks in all of his naked glory. His tattoos, his muscles, the lines his body forms as he works. He’s truly a work of art and he’s all mine.

He comes back from the bathroom with a damp wash cloth in hand and I’m still admiring the view. His muscles are just as amazing in the front, from his tattoos down to his cock that hasn’t softened at all. It’s rock hard and I can see the piercing that I swear rocked my entire world along with the package that is all Jase.

“Spread your legs for me, Honey,” he asks. I do as he says and sigh when the warm wash cloth meets my flesh.

“Hmmm, that feels so good,”

“Knew you’d be sensitive,” he grumbles. Yet that doesn’t stop him from taking the washcloth away and leaning down and kissing the area he just left.

“I’m going to go grab some new sheets. Are they in the hall closet?” I ask as I slowly get up from the bed. I feel the sharpness between my legs, but I walk as normally as I can.

“Yeah, if you grab them, I’ll strip the bed,” Jase says already getting to work. I walk out and grab the sheets and we both remake it.

Once we’re finished, I head into the bathroom and finish getting ready for bed. I snagged a tee shirt of Jase’s out of his dresser and a pair of panties out of my bag that’s still sitting on a chair in his room.

I come back out and Jase is in a pair of boxers. Something I noticed he doesn’t wear much of, so he must be doing it for me tonight since I’m so sensitive even though I tried to hide the pain I’m in from him.

He pulls the covers back for me to get in before saying, “Be right back, Honey.” As he heads towards the bathroom. Jase is only gone for a few minutes when I feel the bed dip and he’s gathering me in his arms.

“Gotta talk to you about something. You may not like what I have to say, but we need to take care of it before it becomes a problem,” he grumbles, and I finally think back on us making love. We didn’t use anything. I’m not on birth control. There is no one for me besides Jase. I was always saving myself for him.

“Umm….okay,” I rush out.

“Nothing bad, Honey. I promise. Your dad stopped by the shop today. That’s why I was so late getting home. Don’t know how to say it, so I’m just gonna get it out and we can process it together. He’s worried about you,” he says.

“Ha, I find that hard to believe. Dad hasn’t been around in years. Why is he worried now?” I grunt out, yes, I grunt because this is crazy to me.

“He is, mainly because your mom is on a war path. He’ll probably stop by and see you tomorrow too. Chey, Honey. I’m being serious when I say he was genuinely concerned,” he says with sincerity.

“But why is he all of a sudden so concerned now? It just seems so out of place, Jase.”

“Not sure, but I’m sure you’ll find out more tomorrow,” he says as he kisses me.

“Okay, but I’m not holding my breath,” I grumble. It’s odd that all of a sudden, my parents, well, have started acting like parents. It’s definitely fishy.

“I’m not saying you should, but I’d just be open to what he has to say. Also, I know you wanted to move into the apartment above the shop, but you have to know this changes everything. You’re mine and I don’t want you where I’m not. I want you here in our home, not in an apartment away from me. I want you here, always,” he says as I look into his eyes and it’s hard to look away from him.

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