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for a hug, I found that I didn’t care that those words had left me wide open.

I went to her, drawing her into my arms, and felt the last bit of my heart open up and let her in. “Don’t cry sweetheart, why are you crying?” She mumbled something into my neck, and I smiled and hugged her close. I closed my eyes and took in everything about the moment and, for once, didn’t feel the need to dissect everything about the situation.

For the first time in my life, something felt right. Well, in my personal life, anyway. This is tantamount to the feeling I got when I had my first major breakthrough in my profession. That feeling that everything has aligned just right and nothing can go wrong. The fear that I felt in the beginning when I was starting to fall for her was no more and in its place was a kind of wonder.

It’s so strange the way she’d come to me. The woman I’d once refused to marry had, in essence, set me on a collision course with the one I now see as my destiny. I hugged Samantha close and kissed her precious head as she snuggled into me. Fine, I’ll help her destroy Tessa, and then we can go on with our lives. It’s funny, I didn’t feel the need to destroy her when I shut her out of my life, but the fact that she’d hurt Samantha indirectly has sealed her fate.

"Jared!"

"What is it, love?"

I think I love you too."

"Only think?" She lifted her head and smirked at me.

"Hey, I give as good as I get."

I started to answer her, but before I could say anything, she got that special light in her eyes and whispered conspiratorially, "I thought you wanted to have a look."

Jared

“Okay, that’s it!” I lifted my head from between her thighs and wiped her pussy juice from my cheeks and chin. Her ‘look’ ended with me eating her out for the last half an hour so her greedy ass could get off. Now she’s eyeing my cock like he’s on the menu, pain freak. “I’m not giving you any more, Samantha, so cut it out.”

In the future, like a couple days from now, I will have no problem hurting her tight little pussy with my cock; it’s something she’ll have to get used to after all. But not tonight, not her first time out the gate. I guess my mind had moved away for a split second too long because the next thing I knew, she had her legs around me and was flipping me onto my back.

I was so surprised by the move that all I could do is stare up at her for those first few seconds. “What…” I started to ask her what she thought she was doing like I didn’t know, but she beat me to it. With an infectious grin on her face, she reached for my dick, which wasn’t hard to find since it was already poking at her wet pussy, and tried stuffing herself full of cock.

I didn’t lift a finger to help her hurt herself, just watched as she fought to get the monster into her pussy that seemed to have tightened back up. She bent my cock this way and that until she grew frustrated, and the feel of her soft hand on my cock had driven me to distraction. By the time I was ready to give in and help, the amount of precum and pussy juice that was flowing made it easier for her to get my meat inside her.

“Wait, Samantha, calm down.” Her out-of-synch breathing, the way she clamped down around me and fidgeted were my first warnings that something was going on with her, but when I looked into her eyes, I knew. “Okay, okay, I’ve got you.” I sat up and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her gently down on my rod. “That’s it, nice and slow.”

She hugged me hard, no doubt scared by her own reaction. It was nothing major, just her body’s needs overpowering everything else, and since she’s so new to this, the strength of that need spooked her a little. I could feel the heat of her wrap around my cockhead as I pressed down on her ass to help her take more of me. I heard the pop and felt it when her pussy opened up to take more, and like a child, she grinned with glee when she