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I reached out to touch the casing around me, but she swatted away my hand and placed both of hers on my shoulders. Climbing up my body, she kneeled over me as I spread my legs out in front and ceased breathing as the scent of her arousal and the illicitness of what I was about to do almost sent me into cardiac arrest.
“Ready?” she breathed, leaning down to kiss me.
I’d passed the point of conversation and half-gasped, half-grunted as she slowly sat on me.
My mouth went slack beneath hers.
The sensation of her tight heat blew my mind.
The tremble of her thighs as she eased down and the small hitches in her breath as she threw her head back and let me fill her, activated the same trigger as before.
I was no longer Ren, the considerate teen thrust into fatherhood and homeless runaway. I was Ren the nineteen-year-old who’d been hungry for something for years and had finally found it.
She sank the final distance, her body clenching around mine, and I grabbed a fistful of her hair. Cradling her, I shot upright, spun her so she was on the blankets and slid her down until she was on her back.
And then I did what stallions and bulls and every male animal did when he was given access to a female.
I fucked her.
No other words.
I fucked her.
I thrust as fast and as hard as I could.
I turned animal as I bit her neck, raged upward, held her down, and punished her for making me unravel so completely.
And when that tickling, tingling warning came and my balls tightened and my cock swelled, I locked my mouth on hers and rode her harder.
And I came.
I officially entered adulthood.
I was a boy no longer.