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“Nic,” she cries and bears down.

Her body shakes and she grinds her clit along my groin in rapture. I desperately want to let her finish, but the way her tight pussy comes for me is too much. I let go with a growl in equal ecstasy.

Our chests rise and hearts pound as the adrenaline still runs through our veins. Valentina’s body is draped over mine as she sits boneless and satiated. My earlier thought begins to spiral in my mind and I know this is bigger than I ever expected.

My heart recognized it before I did. It recognized that I needed someone to see the real me, down to my core, and who had the power to change my life. My heart knew that this woman who stormed into my life with a fury was destined to be mine.

My thoughts of finding a woman, somewhere and someday, we’re not on my to-do list right now. But when the right one finds you, you get down on your knees and thank your lucky stars because life will never be the same. In the short time she has orbited in myatmosphere, Valentina has brought out the real me and I wouldn’t want to be anything but the very best for her.

I’m falling hard and fast in love with Valentina San Ramón, and the prospect that once frightened me is not the one thing I could never live without.

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NICO

Sonja: Hey handsome. We’re missing you at the club. Can I tempt you into making a little visit?

Me: No. I told you, Sonja. I’m done.

Sonja: Don’t say that. You’ll break my heart. Now that I’ve had you, no one else will do baby. Just one little visit?

Me: Sorry. It can’t happen anymore. My girlfriend would never forgive me, nor could I. I appreciate the time I had there, but my membership must end.

Sonja: You’re making a mistake Nico. You’re going to regret letting us go. All the girls, even Jonathon, still talk about you.

Me: Who’s Jonathon?

Sonja: Lascivious’ favorite boy. He loves bringing out a side of men they don’t know about.

Me: A boy! What do you mean by that? Please tell me he’s at least eighteen.

Sonja: Of course he is. It would be illegal otherwise. What kind of a club do you think I run?

Me: I’ve got to get going. I wish you all the luck but I don’t think you should text me anymore.

Sonja: Nico I need you. My body aches for you. Don’t you miss me?

Me: Sonja you really need to stop this. I can’t miss something that I never had. We were nothing more than sex.

Sonja: You’re wrong. I know you felt a bigger connection between us. No man makes love to a woman the way you did if it’s just sex.

Me: We didn’t make love. We fucked. Quit telling yourself it was anything more.

Sonja: It was. And soon you’ll see that.

Sonja: >

Me: What the fuck Sonja? Why would you send me this?

Sonja: Come to my house. We don’t need the club.

Me: No! I’m not going to your club. I’m not going to your house. I don’t even want to see you again. Leave me ALONE!

One week and she still won’t move on.

Delete. Block. Forget.

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