Page 174 of Grand Love

How do I tell her, her father is a fucking oxygen thief? How do I tell her that I know exactly why her mother hasn’t been in touch? Keeping things from Nina now will only come back and kick me in the ass. But it’s been a day, and I don’t necessarily want her to kick me in the ass now either.

I don’t want to disappoint her.

Not when things are so good.

“I can see if I can get hold of your mum.” (Not a lie.)

“I wouldn’t bother. I’ve lost all hope for the woman,” she says it with disdain, but I know she hurts. She only ever wanted her mother to care.

“I’m sorry.” I kiss her head.

“It’s not your fault,” she hums, wrapping her arms around my back and snuggling close. “Thank you for tonight, Mase. It’s been the perfect first date.”

“This isn’t a date.” I smile into her hair.

“No?” she asks, sounding surprised.

I chuckle as I tell her, “No. This was just foreplay.”

“Date foreplay? I don’t think that’s a thing.”

“Is now.”

“If this was foreplay.” I feel her smile against my bare chest.

“We won’t fucking survive it,” I deadpan. Her laugh that follows flows through me like silk, making my eyes close as I absorb every bit of it. I’ve missed this. Her.

“RIP me.”

I frown. “You did not just say that.” I laugh, throwing my head back. “RIP me,” I mimic in an eerily girly voice.

“Shut up!” She giggles, biting down on my nipple.

“Ouch!” I grasp my pec, pushing on her shoulder and away from me.

“Don’t dish out what you can’t take, Bossman.”

I manoeuvre myself so I’m above her and between her legs, kneeing them far apart. I sink my growing cock deep inside of her. “Let’s see just how much you can take, smart girl.”

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