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I covered her mouth with my hand to make sure not even the bartenders a few feet away heard her.

“That’s it, baby. This pussy is mine,” I stated, pulling my fingers out and continuing to rub her clit to keep on stimulating her need.

She stopped breathing for a moment, needing a second to collect her strength, then she finally looked at me again.

I lifted my hand while keeping my eyes on hers, holding my fingers to her mouth for her to taste herself.

Her lips wrapped around them, sucking and licking and looking as sexy as ever. “You’re gonna get more. As soon as we’re outta here,” I assured her.

We were both in a trance, only had eyes for each other and forgot for a split second that we weren’t alone in this country club.

It was far too late when I heard heels clicking on the marble floor, and when we heard the shocked sigh coming out of Della’s mouth, I stepped away from Valley. As if that helped disguise the fact that we’ve just been all over each other.

“What in God’s name are you doing?” she squealed, directing her words to Valley and ignoring me for some reason.

“You are so inappropriate, young lady! You’re a disgrace!” Della shot toward Valley, and when I turned my head to look at her, there was not a hint of embarrassment on her face.

“Della, let me—”

“How long has she been manipulating you into doing this?” she asked me. “Dear God, Valley! You’re eighteen!”

Still no reaction from Valley, which I for some reason was proud of her for not freaking out like Della was.

This could be handled calmly without shouting and attracting the attention from the other guests.

“What is going on?” Andrew asked as he walked up to us and stopped next to his wife.

“I caught your daughter kissing Riggs. That’s not how you raised her, Andrew!”

At this point, anything could’ve been said, but never had I imagined to hear what Andrew said next.

“So what? She’s eighteen, and I’m sure she wasn’t the only one having a hand in this,” he said, looking at me with a raised brow.

Good point, because this wasn’t Valley being inappropriate, as Della called it.

This was her and I wanting to be with each other but having to hide it for this exact reason.

“It’s not all on her,” I told them, not sure how Valley still stood there unfazed.

Guess she had seen this coming.

“It’s disgusting! First you do those nasty things with sex toys, and now this? What’s next, a porno?”

Jesus fucking Christ, woman.

Though…Valley had been naked on the internet before, so she wasn’t that far off.

“That’s enough!” Andrew said loudly. “Do you want everyone else to see you like this?”

“I don’t care who sees me like this! I don’t want a daughter who acts like a slut in public and at home!”

Della calling Valley a slut made my blood boil, even if I called her one too when I fucked her.

It was different though.

“It’s on me, Della,” I said, trying to get some sense into her. But she didn’t wanna hear my side of the story. I’ve known her long enough, but this was a side of her I’d never met before.

“No, it’s not! She’s been a brat lately and now she’s trying to get back at me.”

Valley laughed, crossing her arms over her chest after straightening her dress. “Right,” she muttered, rolling her eyes.

“That’s enough,” Andrew spat. “Don’t talk about my daughter like this and stop being such a witch, Della. Let them talk,” he told her, then he looked at Valley. “What’s going on?”

I turned my gaze to look at her, watching as she clenched her jaw and tried to stay calm and collected.

“Whatever I’m going to say, she’s gonna call me names again,” Valley said, shooting a glare at Della.

“Because you’re not acting like a lady! Is this how I raised you ever since your mother left?”

It wasn’t a good idea pulling Valley’s biological mom into the mix, and it showed as her brows furrowed and eyes narrowed. “No one asked you to act like my mother,” she shot back.

“Well, but I did! And you should be thankful for it. I taught you a lot, and I’m disappointed that you go against everything God stands for!”

Shit, now she threw religion into this conversation.

Not a good idea at all.

“I don’t care! Don’t force your beliefs on me or anyone for that matter,” Valley replied.

“You’re going to hell,” Della muttered, her disappointment written on her face.

“All right, that’s