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“I can’t wait to hear everything.”

I walk her to the door, and before she goes, Kelsey throws her arms around me again. I hug her just as tightly, relieved to have all the drama behind us. I wasn’t expecting her to come here to apologize. But she told me about her talk with her dad, and I could see just how much she took his words to heart. I’m glad for that. Not just for me, but for them as well. It feels like their relationship might grow and enter a whole new phase. Of course, she’s always going to be his daughter, but maybe now, she can see him as more than that.

“I love you, girl,” she says.

“And I love you back.”

With another smile, she departs, and I close the door behind her, a smile on my face. I’m so glad we’ve worked it out. Having Kelsey angry with me had torn a hole in my heart. I walk into my small kitchen, grab a bottle of water, and lean against the counter for a couple of minutes, letting the rush of adrenaline-fueled emotion subside.

Having sufficiently calmed myself down, I walk back to my table, fully intent on sitting down and finishing the paper I’ve been working on. Before I can, there’s a knock at my door. Thinking it’s Kelsey and that she forgot something, I bound over and open it quickly, only to find Mr. Hooper standing there.

“What are you doing here?” I ask.

“I came to see you.”

“Kelsey gave us her blessing.”

“I know,” he says. “How do you feel about that?”

“Over the moon.”

“Me too,” he says. “And I thought I might take you out tonight to celebrate.”

“Yeah?”

“Anywhere you want to go.”

“Oh, that’s a long list.”

He grins. “Well, let’s start knocking those places off the list tonight.”

“Sounds like a plan,” I tell him. “Mind if I just take a quick shower first?”

“By all means.”

Standing on my toes, I give him a quick peck on the lips, then bound into my bathroom and start the shower. Once clouds of steam begin billowing from behind the curtain, I slip inside and smile as the warm water cascades down over my body. I can’t keep the smile off my face. It’s been a good day. One of the bestof my life, if I’m being honest, and I can’t possibly be happier. Kelsey giving me her approval means the world to me. More than that, it lifted the massive black shadow of guilt off my heart.

As I turn around and lean my head back, letting the water pour through my hair, the curtain slides open and a very naked Marcus Hooper steps in. I take a moment to stare at his lean, toned body, savoring every well-muscled angle and plane. My gaze lingers on his long, thick cock, which is already standing up. I bite my bottom lip and raise my eyes to his.

“So, dessert first, is it?” I ask.

“Dessert? This is just an appetizer.”

He sweeps me into his arms, crushing me against his hard body, and presses his mouth to mine. His tongue fills my mouth, and he swallows my whimper. I shudder as the tips of his fingers trail across my skin, leaving furrows of heat in their wake. As our kiss deepens, I reach down and take his cock in my hand, squeezing it tight as I give it slow, gentle strokes that make him growl deep in his throat. It’s a sexy sound that drives me crazy.

Mr. Hooper leaves a trail of kisses down my neck, his hands cupping and kneading my breasts. I feel myself growing impossibly wet. He kisses me again as he slides his hand down my belly and slips it between my thighs. I moan softly, my entire body growing taut as he deftly strums my clit with his fingertip. A moment later, he plunges two fingers deep into me, and I cry out his name. He kisses my mouth as he fingers me with a slow and deliberate rhythm.

He pulls his fingers out of me and slips them into his mouth. Watching him taste my juices off his fingers makes my legs weak. My heart jumps into my throat, and I’m more turned onthan I think I’ve ever been in my life. He smiles as he reaches forward and turns the shower off. Before I can say anything, he scoops me up and carries me into the bedroom.

He lays me down on the bed, and I spread my legs as he climbs on top of me. Mr. Hooper kisses me as he slides his cock into me, drawing a low, breathy gasp from my mouth. We kiss again as he starts to move within me, his long, thick shaft sliding against my slippery inner walls. My body is alight with sensation, and I’m covered in goosebumps. A maelstrom churns in my belly, and I stare into his hazel eyes, seeing the powerful emotions coursing through me reflected in his eyes.

Our eyes lock, and our bodies move in a slow, sensual rhythm that has me shaking from head to toe. This isn’t like before. We’re not just fucking. We’re not even just having sex. There’s an intensity burning between us that feels different. It feels more emotional. Like the bond and connection we’ve formed these past weeks are deepening. Growing stronger. And as I stare into his eyes, I can see Mr. Hooper feels the same thing.

He kisses me again, his strokes slow and strong inside of me. With each thrust of his cock into me, my body tingles. My skin feels warm to the touch, and my head spins. Gripping his arms, I hold onto him as he drives himself into me. I lock my ankles behind his back, pulling him closer to me, taking him deeper into me, desperate to consume this man—and be consumed by him. He’s everything I’ve ever wanted in a man and so much more.

“You feel so good inside of me,” I gasp.

“You feel amazing,” he responds softly.