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  He laughed nervously as he shook his head, still unable to understand what he had just read. His heart was pounding, his stomach was in knots, and all he wanted to do was kiss Mekena.

  So he did.

  Dropping his phone, he tangled his fingers in her hair as their mouths moved with feverish need. His whole body was trembling, and she molded to him in such a sensual way. As they fell back, their legs tangled while they tried to become one, celebrating this monumental moment in his life. Something he had been working for since he was a kid. He finally had it. It was finally happening, and he couldn’t think of any other way to celebrate than to be with Mekena.

  As he pulled back, looking down into her face, his grin was unstoppable. “I can’t believe it.”

  Cupping his face, she kissed his jaw. “I can. You’re amazing.”

  His phone started to sound, but he ignored it, staring into her eyes as she stared back into his. “I’m so proud of you,” she whispered, running her fingers down the back of his head and neck.

  He grinned down at her, and their eyes met as he said, “Now it’s your turn.”

  She nodded. “It is.”

  His stomach clenched. “But if you don’t get it, Mekena, what does that mean for us?”

  She ran her thumbs along his jaw. “The same thing as if I do get it. We’ll make it work. Don’t you worry about that, and don’t ruin this with the what-ifs of our life. We’ve got this.”

  His fingers dug into her waist as he nodded. “So you want to do this?”

  Her brows pulled in. “I told you last night I did.”

  “I know, but I wasn’t sure. Took you forever to commit to me before.”

  “That was before,” she said with a grin. “Now, I’m done resisting you. I want to be with you.”

  “I want that too.”

  “Good, because I think we’ve been through enough shit that when I say something, I mean it, and there is no changing that.”

  He chuckled as he nodded. “I hear ya.”

  “Good, now stop trying to ruin this and kiss me.”

  He liked that idea and soon captured her mouth with his. Rolling on top of her, he fell between her legs, pressing into her as her fingers bit into his back, her mouth moving unrestrainedly against his. She kissed like a dream, but then, everything about her was beyond his reality. It was magical. Sliding his hands up over her hips, he squeezed her ribs, her bare breasts teasing the tops of his hands.

  Pulling back, he kissed her nose and looked down at her. “Still too sore for round two?”

  When his phone sounded once more, she eyed him. “I mean, I can’t even think about getting down with you when that phone keeps going off.”

  He rolled his eyes, reaching for his phone to shut it off. But before he could, he saw a text.

  From his dad.

  His face scrunched together as he sat back on his haunches, looking down at his phone. “Markus, you okay?”

  He shook his head as he opened the message, reading it.

  Hey, son, we saw the notification that you’re playing for the Assassins Wednesday. We’re proud. We’d love to come to the game. Should we get tickets, or did you get some for us already?

  As his stomach dropped, he couldn’t understand what he was reading. He hadn’t spoken to his parents in almost two years, and his dad was acting as if they had chatted yesterday and he was invited to Sunday dinner.

  Swallowing hard, he looked to Mekena. “My dad just texted me.”

  Her brows rose. “I thought you didn’t talk to them.”

  “I don’t.”

  “Oh, okay.”

  Letting his phone fall to the bed, he exhaled hard as he said, “They want to come to the game.”

  She just watched him, probably unsure what to say. But then she asked, “What do you want?”

  “I don’t know.”

  Reaching, she took his phone and threw it to the other side of the bed before wrapping her arms around his neck, bringing him down on top of her. “Well, why don’t you worry about that later, and right now, focus on me?”

  As she bit at his bottom lip, his lips curved. “I’m always focused on you.”

  Holding his gaze, she licked his bottom lip. “Keep it that way.”

  “Done,” he said, taking her lips with his as he pulled her shirt up and off of her.

  He drank in her naked body as she shimmied out of her panties. She was glistening between her legs, wet for him, and that made him throb even harder than before. He had always thought she was beautiful, gorgeous, even, but at the moment, he found her undeniably sexy. And he wanted her more than he could even fathom. Taking her lips with his, he kissed her hard, his hand finding her mound as he squeezed her, causing her to arch into his hand. Hissing out a breath, he pulled away, shaking his head.

  “You drive me crazy, woman,” he accused, standing up and throwing his shorts down before reaching for the condoms he had brought in the night before. Her laughter was intoxicating; it was almost whimsical as she watched him, her tongue coming out to lick her lips. He had heard her laugh before, it wasn’t anything new, but her sexy kitten laugh was something he had never experienced. He decided he needed to hear that giggle every day. As he looked over at her, to gaze upon her ravishing naked body, he took his cock in his hand, ready to sheath himself. But he paused when he realized she was watching him. Seeing her study him stunned him completely.

  Unsure of herself, she glanced back up at him and shrugged. “I’ve never…”

  He swore he almost came right there.

  He swallowed hard. “Oh.”

  “Yeah, I kinda wanna try it.”

  He couldn’t breathe. “Now?” he squeaked like a fourteen-year-old going through puberty.

  She smiled shyly. “Yeah…?”

  How in the world was he supposed to handle that?

  But before he could even decide how, she was moving, her hands coming down his chest, over his stomach, and then one hand landed on his thigh as she grasped his throbbing cock in her cold hand. When he hissed out a breath, she looked up at him, worry filling her face, but he shook his head. “Your hand is cold.”

  She grinned an apology as she looked back to his aching cock. “So I guess…” She tried but then she paused, running her tongue along her lips. She had no clue that she was driving him completely mad. But then she moved her mouth over the head of his cock, her tongue coming out and swirling around him. Thrusting forward, he felt his eyes fall shut as his whole body shook. He had been dreaming of this since the moment he met her, and finally, he had her sweet mouth around him. He almost couldn’t handle it. Looking up at him, she kissed him, and he was basically salivating at how beautiful she was. When she took him whole into her mouth, he moaned loudly, his fingers threading through her hair as she started to move up and down on him.

  As much as he wanted her to explore him, figure it out, he didn’t know how to sit there and not touch her. He reached out, and his hand explored her breast as she ran her tongue and lips along his shaft, making everything inside of him go taut. When her other hand found his balls, he almost came out of his skin, his heart beating so loud in his chest he was sure it would burst his eardrums. Soon, she was moving faster, her head bobbing up and down on him, her hair brushing his thighs as he squeezed and molded her perky breasts.

  Curling his toes into the floor, he squeezed her hair as he forced out, “I’m about to come. Come off, babe.”

  He expected her to back off, let him come in his own hand, but she pushed his cock to the back of her throat and there was no holding back. He came hard, his whole body shaking with the motion as she sucked him dry. He felt her start to gag. But he couldn’t see, his eyes were squeezed shut, his body completely rigid and unmoving as she continued to gag, her mouth no longer on him.

  “Ugh, that’s disgusting! Women like that?”

  His lips curved as he pulled in a deep breath through his nose, his body still trembling. “Some do,” he somehow got out.

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