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The next coupleof weeks passed by without incident. So much so, I was almost on edge, waiting for the other shoe to drop. Court and I got settled in our new apartment, and I enrolled her in a new school to start after the summer, giving her the fresh start she wants.

After I handed the money to Mum, and she signed her parental rights away, giving me custody of Courtney—thanks to the legal paperwork Maximus’ lawyer drafted—I didn’t hear from her again.

It bothered me at first, but then I watched Courtney coming out of her shell a little more with each day that she felt safe, and that’s how I knew I made the right choice.

Things with Dee went from strength to strength, too. When I didn’t have Mum or Courtney to worry about, it meant I could give her more of my attention.

I still haven't opened up to her about that side of my life, or what I’d be doing for the Morellis when the summer ends, but they are bridges I’ll cross later.

Dee is keeping things from me, too. We’ve both just silently accepted that we have secrets, and are going to pretend we don’t.

Tonight is the first time Dee is coming over to my apartment, as Courtney finally felt safe enough to stay at her friend’s for the evening. Even though I know how I feel about Dee, Court has had too much instability in her life recently, so I’ve not introduced them yet. I will soon, but I want the timing to be right.

Things between me and Dee have been building, and we both have a good idea of where tonight will go. As we sit and eat our takeaway pizza, cuddled up together on the sofa watching a movie, there’s a crackling in the air as the tension builds.

Dee is the first to move, and she kisses me with passion and hunger, which I’m quick to reciprocate. I pull her onto my lap until she’s straddling me. She grinds against me as my grasp on her hips tightens, and our lips meld together as we rock against each other.

After fuck knows how long, she pulls her lips away, but I don’t let her go too far. I continue kissing along her jaw, her neck, down to her collarbone, as she whimpers beside my ear. “I’m ready,” she whispers.

I freeze, pulling back slightly to make eye contact with her. Those beautiful emerald eyes of hers are shining brightly, and she looks sincere. We’ve never talked about it, but I’ve noticed her hesitancy when it comes to intimacy. We’ve been taking it slow, and I’m always watching for any signs she’s uncomfortable.

We’ve fooled around a bit before, and obviously, I’ve been hoping this is where it would lead, but hearing her suggest it scares the shit out of me. I don’t want to rush her, or make her uneasy.

“Are you sure, Gorgeous Girl? We can take our time,” I tell her.

She gives me a bright smile as she nods. “I trust you. Just be gentle with me.”

We’ve talked about this moment a lot. I know she doesn’t have a lot of sexual experience, and that she’s never really enjoyed sex in the past. I was honest with her about the flings I’ve had—except the one I don’t talk about—and how I like to be in control. I think being open and honest about it is what’s led us here now, and I’m not going to fucking waste this opportunity.

I capture her lips with mine, revelling in the change in her now that she’s made her mind up. Dee is more confident, more purposeful with her touches, and I’m so fucking here for it.

We shed our clothes quickly and easily, running our hands over each other’s bare flesh, building the tension with each touch. My thumbs sweep over her nipples, and Dee moans as she arches her back, rocking her hips against my hard cock.

When I take her nipple in my mouth, grazing along it with my teeth, I discover just how sensitive they are. Her nails are gripping onto my shoulder, close to piercing the skin, as she grinds on me. I can feel her wetness against my thigh with each movement.

I reach down, sliding my finger through her slit, confirming that she is dripping wet. “Fuck, Gorgeous Girl. Are you this wet just for me?”

She nods, her cheeks flushed as she bites on her lip. I lean forward and capture her lip with my teeth, pulling it out from hers, as I press my fingers against her clit, causing her to throw her head back on a groan.

“Use your words, Dee,” I tell her as I gently circle her clit, giving her the stimulation she’s craving.

“Yes, it’s just for you,” she says, her breathy voice barely above a whisper.

“Does it feel good when I touch you like this?” I ask, as I slide one finger into her, moving slowly, so she can feel every bit of me.

We both moan together, her tightness overwhelming me as I think about how she’ll feel once I’m inside her. She rocks against my hand, trying to claw as much from me as she can. With each movement, he leg rubs against my hard cock, driving me fucking crazy.

“It feels amazing, but I want more,” she tells me.

Without hesitating, I add a second finger alongside the first, slowing my movements for just a moment, so she can get used to the fullness. She throws her head back with a cry of pleasure, and I capture her nipple in my mouth to add to the sensations.

She shuffles in my lap, rubbing against me, and I speed up my thrusts, curving my fingers in just the right way. I pay attention to Dee; the way she moans, what makes her screw her eyes shut in pleasure, what I do that has her moving quicker.

I learn her body, getting to know what she likes, and where her sensitive spots are. It doesn’t take long to find that sweet spot deep inside that has her seeing stars, and the blissed out look on her face, every time I sweep across it, has me feeling like a fucking king.

I pull back to watch her as her orgasm approaches, loving the way her face becomes flushed and her mouth falls open. “Is this what you want, Gorgeous Girl?”

“So close,” she mutters, sounding like she didn’t even hear my question.