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“ W e need to know everything .” Eden waits until Dev gets called away by one of the others before she drags me back into the chair and puts me in the spotlight.

“Well, you know my father’s running for senato?—”

“Not about that, about you and Dev! When did this drastic change of heart happen?” Alicia rushes me to the point.

“This morning. I heard a rumor he was leaving town, so I left work and went to his place to beg him not to, and it just kinda happened.” I give them the short version, still unable to believe it all myself. I’m so scared that any second he’s going to revert to his old self.

“Things like this don’t just happen ; this is Dev,” Freya points out.

“He doesn’t show affection like that, he’s…

I’ve never even imagined him wanting an old lady before.

” She looks across to where he’s at the bar with Ruckus and Wrath, and when he catches us watching, the smile he gives me makes me go all warm inside.

“Do you think Corey would be okay with this?” I ask them, knowing how weird it is.

Corey’s only been gone a month, and I’d hate anyone here to think I was being disrespectful to him.

“He’s the only person I’ve ever gone to for advice before; I can’t help wondering what he’d think.

” It’s times like these when I realize how much I miss him, and how we were only destined to ever be friends.

Corey always gave the best advice and made me feel so confident about everything I did.

“He’d want both of you to be happy. He wouldn’t have liked the way Dev was pushing you away before. You know how much Corey loved the club; he wanted you to be a part of it with him,” Alicia reminds me.

“I think that was what was holding Dev back.” Lettie sits back in her chair and assesses the situation.

“Grief and guilt come hand in hand. I feel bad every day for getting to see all the things Rory does, knowing that Saul’s missing out.

I hate the time we wasted not being together while he was alive.

But I can’t change it. Instead, I have to remind myself how lucky I am.

Saul wouldn’t want me to be sad when I look at our little boy and watch him grow.

He’d want me to enjoy every second of it. ”

“He absolutely would.” Alicia looks moved as she takes Lettie’s hand.

“And Corey would want the same for you and Dev. Don’t blame yourself for finding happiness together. You got yourself a good one. Dev was always my marry in kiss, marry, kill ,” Peyton confesses.

“You're engaged to my brother!” Eden reminds her.

“Yeah, but the guy you're with can’t count.” Peyton looks back at her.

“That completely changes the game.” Freya sits back and starts looking around the room.

“ Kiss, marry, kill is the least of my problems right now; my parents are going to go crazy when they find out I’m staying with Dev.

” Despite how good it feels to know me and Dev are moving forward, I still feel so hurt by my dad’s behavior.

Something isn’t right; he’s never put a campaign before me.

I could tell by his face that he didn’t want me to leave, and as overpowering as Mom can be, I never thought he’d let her come between us.

“It’ll fix itself, these things always do,” Freya assures me, looking sympathetic.

“Now, come on, let's get to the good stuff; how was he?” Alicia asks,

“ Alicia! ” Eden nudges her, looking disgusted.

“Screw you, you got a man to cater to your needs. I’m a horn dog and I need every last detail.” Alicia looks at me expectantly.

It’s a few hours later when Dev rides me back to his place, and I don’t think I’ll ever get used to how good it feels to be on the back of his bike.

Being with the girls this afternoon has helped me forget all the shit I have going on at home with my parents, and now that we’re pulling up outside Dev’s home, I’m suddenly reminded of all I’m going to have to face.

“You look tired,” Dev tells me, taking my hand and walking me to the door.

“It’s been an eventful day; it’s not every day a girl loses her virginity and gets kicked out of her home.” I try to smile, but it doesn’t quite make it to my lips.

“Your folks will come around, they’re just being parents. Look how I used to be with Corey.” He shrugs sadly as he lets us inside.

“Mom’s obsessed with Dad winning that campaign. Sometimes I wonder if it’s her dream and not his.” I take a seat on the couch, and when Dev sits beside me and rests his huge hand on my thigh, I look down at it and smile. I’m still not used to him touching me so freely, but I love how it feels.

“You should text your dad and let him know you're okay,” he tells me, in that low, penetrative voice that makes me want to curl into him and forget the world outside exists.

“You're right.” I roll my eyes and take out my cell. Ignoring the twenty new missed calls I’ve had from Mom since the last time I checked.

I write out a quick message to him explaining that I’m okay and staying with a friend . Then, putting my phone back out of sight, I turn my body into Dev’s so I can look at him.

“You really surprised me when you told the club I was your old lady,” I admit, watching his face turn confused.

“I got no intention of keeping you a secret.” He slides his palm over my cheek and strokes my lip with his thumb. “I know I’ve been rotten to ya, but I only ever had your best interests in mind.”

“And when did you decide that you were wrong?” I can’t help but smile victoriously while I wait for his answer.

“When I figured that no one else was gonna do the things I would, to keep you safe. I was gonna deny myself all this, because I didn’t think I was good enough for you,” he tells me without shame. “Then I realized that there’s no other way I can protect you. I need you close.” He swallows thickly.

“How can things change so fast?” I laugh, still expecting to wake up from all this.

“I was just trying to steer you on the right path.” He shrugs helplessly.

“And you think this is the right one now?” I ask.

“No, it’s still wrong, but you wanted it and you sure as hell weren’t gonna give up on it. Don’t say I didn’t warn ya.” His lips break into a smile as he leans in to kiss me, and when my hands start moving to open his jeans, he looks down and laughs.

“What are you doing, trouble?” he asks.

“Continuing my journey on the wrong path.” I smile as I lower my head and take his cock in my hand.

Each time I see the thing, I wonder how the hell I managed to take it inside me, and instead of being nervous about my lack of experience, I decide to get better acquainted with every inch of it.

I start by rolling my tongue over his tip, slowly and delicately, to tease him.

He’s so hard I can feel him pulsing in my hand, and when I look up at him, he shakes his head and smirks at me.

“You're a very naughty girl.” His massive palm slams down hard on my ass, scrunching it in his hand and growling as I slide my tongue from the bottom of his shaft all the way to the tip.

“Fuck, your tongue feels good.” He grips my hair with his other hand, raising my head so it’s level with his.

“Show me it.” He licks his lips as I open my mouth and stick it out for him to examine.

“You gonna be a good girl for me?” he asks, grasping my face and squeezing my cheeks together. I nod my head back at him, feeling my panties soak with thrill. “That's what I like to hear.” He kisses me so hard it makes me go a little dizzy.

When he’s done, he slowly lowers my head back down so I can get back to work, and when I attempt to prove just how good I can be by taking his cock all the way to the back of my throat, I end up gagging and spluttering all over it.

“Shit, you okay?” Using my hair to pull me back up, he checks me over, and the concern on his face leaves me with no doubt. Dev really does care about me, none of this is in my head. It’s all fucking real.

“Baby, you gotta take it steady.” He gently pushes my hair back off my face.

“I’m fine, just got a little overambitious.” I look back down at his cock, feeling embarrassed. I bet those whores at the club don’t choke on it.

“You’re too fuckin’ cute.” He glances up at the ceiling. “Come on, let’s try something different.” I watch as he slides his jeans from under him, pulling them to his ankles, then grabbing my waist, he places me over his lap so his hard cock is pressing between my legs.

His eyes remain on mine as, one by one, he unbuttons my dress, opening it up to expose my underwear.

“Look at you, you're perfect.” His tattooed fingers slide over my skin, leaving a tingle in their trail. “Far too perfect for me.” He looks up at me and narrows his eyes.

“But nobody else's,” I remind him, taking hold of his wrists to ensure he keeps his hands where they belong and hears what I’m telling him.

“Mine.” He keeps hold of my stare, sliding his hand behind my ear and dragging me down to his lips.

“Take it, pull your panties to the side, and slide your perfect little pussy onto my cock,” he whispers against my lips.

I nod my head and slide my hand down so I can do as he says, tugging my panties out of the way and slowly lowering myself onto his thick, hard cock.

“It feels too big,” I tell him, confused after barely taking his head.

“It’s the angle; you need to stretch a little more for me.

” He pulls his bottom lip through his teeth as he strokes the pad of his thumb against my cheek and watches me hovering over him.

“You wanna feel me all the way inside you again. Be so full of me it hurts.” He pushes his thumb between my lips, slipping it all the way inside my mouth, and I moan as I slide a little deeper onto his cock.

“That’s right. Fuck. That's my girl. I love that this tight, little cunt is mine, Millie,” he tells me, continuing to fuck my mouth with his thumb.

“You're gonna learn to take it from every angle. This pussy is gonna be a custom fit for my cock. This mouth, too,” he assures me. “I’m gonna take such good fuckin’ care of you,” he promises, watching as I take a little more of him.

“Fuck.” His eyes flick up to mine, and I swear I see the devil in them.

“You're gonna ruin me.” He smiles at me darkly, shocking me when he stands up, taking me with him to his bedroom.

His cock moves inside me with each stride he takes, and I cling to him until he lies me down on his mattress and strips me of my panties.

“Look, baby girl.” He stretches my thighs, resting his hands on my knees and focusing all his attention between my legs.

“See how it looks?” He thrusts inside me slowly, then pulls back out, and although it makes my insides burn, I want to feel it again and again.

“Watch this tight, little pussy stretch for me.” I gasp with thrill when I feel his fingers move up and grip around my throat.

“I think my cute, pretty girl likes to take it nasty.” He places two fingers to his lips and licks them before touching them against my clit.

“You wanna come all over my cock and my fingers?” he asks, making my legs start to shake when he strokes it at just the right speed and pressure.

“First rule of being my old lady is that you come for me every day,” he tells me, watching me squirm beneath him when I feel that sensation taking control of my body.

“That’s right, and you look so pretty when you do it.

Be a good girl and give it to me.” He coaxes me closer, and just as I feel myself peak, he pushes all the way inside me and holds himself firm

“Shit!” My toes curl into the sheets as my hips lift up from the bed, and Dev watches in delight as my entire body goes rigid.

“Fuck, Millie. What am I gonna do with you?” He shakes his head and climbs up my body, keeping his cock buried inside me as he kisses my lips.

“You're in a whole world of trouble, kiddo.” He grips my throat tight as he fills my mouth with his tongue, and instead of heeding his warning, I embrace how good it feels to have him not holding back on me.

This really is us now, and Dev was right.

There's no going back on it.