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She enjoyed having my tongue inside her and tonight she was taking a fucking seat, I didn’t care if that meant tying her to my headboard. The image of that brought a smile to my lips. Not tonight. But soon.

As we walked into my bedroom, she looked over towards the bathroom and tugged against my hold.

“Am I allowed to pee?”

I scoffed, but let her hand go, watching her move through the open door to the en-suite. I wanted her to go to sleep, full of me, but that just meant I had to cum deep in her later to make up for what she was going to waste now.

It wasn’t in my nature to fuck raw. I’d never done it before, no matter how strong the temptation was. Something about Denny made me want to stop being so careful, so methodical, and so planned.

It felt transcendent sliding into her soaking wet pussy with nothing between us. I also knew if she did end up pregnant, she’d make a perfect mother.

But those weren’t the reasons I kept emptying deep into her.

I did it because of the look in her eyes, the way she walked around afterward like she didn’t know what to do with herself. No other man had cum inside her, made her dripping wet and gushing.

And no other man would.

CHAPTER 19

DENISE

I went through the open door to his en-suite and relieved myself. I flinched a bit as I cleaned myself up, but the soreness was invigorating. As I washed my hands and rinsed out my mouth, I tried to process what had just happened.

The place I’d gone to, the serenity I felt as pain blended with pleasure, calmed my mind. I’d never experienced anything like it before. Normally, I’d be thinking, my brain running with a million and one thoughts, but every time something entered my mind, the Zen I was feeling washed away.

For the first time in weeks, years even, my mind was quiet.

It was such a bizarre feeling, but I liked it. I wanted to feel like this all the time. Is this what I could expect if Hugh and I kept this up?

I wanted this.

I wanted Hugh.

Not just the sex, but the companionship and trust. He gave me something I hadn’t had in a long time: a confidant. Even before my life imploded, he was there. And I just never realized how much I needed and appreciated that until now.

Hugh was standing there, looking at his phone when I came back in.

The last twenty-four hours proved that he was more than just someone I could trust, he was someone I could fall in love with.

Whoa there, brain,whoa there. Skirrrt. Skippity-boo-bap. First, I was thinking about what ring he’d buy me and now I was talking about love? I knew I was zenned out, but that was too much. I mean, I love Hugh. My friend, Hugh. Butlovelove? I blew out a breath. I clearly needed more orgasms to smack some sense into me because…

“Come here.” He held out his hand.

Without hesitation, I walked forward and took it.

“I’m gonna make good on that promise, but I’ll let you get in a little nap.”

Good. Good.

This I could do. Shit-talking, flirting, and a little side eye.

I scoffed, “I think you need a nap just as much as me, old man. Might want to pee, I’d hate for you to have to wake up--”

He pushed me down to the mattress while he threw his phone down and stripped.

“I used the bathroom in the hall.” He pulled his shirt over his head. I’d never get tired of looking at this man naked. The tattoo on his arm looked even more menacing in the shadowy room. It curled up from his wrist to his shoulder. The shapes moved and swayed with each other. He was strong, but he didn’t have a six-pack. His body was thick and muscular, I watched as his biceps bunched as he yanked off his pants and briefs.

“And, I’ll always find the energy for you.”

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