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while you re at it?
 Well, it s the truth, I whisper, feeling a tear slide down my cheek.
He s panting with rage.  And why do you fuckin think that is?
 I don t know.
 It s because you ve been holdin back. You ve been keeping me at arm s length, not letting me
get too close. This is the perfect example of that, and yet here you are, complaining that I haven t
fuckin claimed you as my girlfriend. Fuck, Jay, maybe you should take a look at yourself.
 I m scared, I cry.  Scared of getting tangled up in this world again. And this, I wave my hands
around,  is why.
 Then why the fuck did you let me in? Why the fuck did you waste my time, if you were only goin
to tell me it s something you don t wanna do? Fuckin hell - this is why I don t do relationships. Why,
Jaybird? Tell me why you fuckin went there...
 Because...because...you were different, I rasp.
 That s not enough, he bellows, clenching his fists.
 Because I fucking fell in love with you, I wail.  You fucking asshole.
He steps back, like I ve slapped him.  What did you say?
 You heard me! I love you Muff, I fucking love you more than I ve ever loved someone in my
entire life, and it scares me. It scares the living shit out of me because you...you could crush me like a
fly if you decided you didn t want this. I ve been holding back because I m trying to protect my heart.
I don t want to be hurt again, and I know you re nothing like him, but it doesn t make it any less scary.
I want something for my daughter, for me...I need something in return. I can t be the one giving all the
time.
We both stand there for a long moment, him just staring at me, his blue eyes searching my face.
Then suddenly he steps forward, gripping my face and pulling me up against him. I whimper as my
chest hit his.  You re a fool, girl, he breathes.  I fucking love you too, and I have no intention of
letting you go. If you fuckin let me in for five fuckin minutes you d know that. I ve got everything to
give you in return, if you just stop pushin me away.
Oh, God.
 I don t wanna push you away anymore, I whisper.  I want you, Muff.
 Then baby, he growls, leaning closer,  take me.
He crushes his lips down over mine, and my knees buckle. I hook my arms around his waist and
clutch the back of his shirt, bringing his body closer until it s flush against mine. A throaty growl
leaves his throat and he tilts his head, deepening the kiss. His fingers slide down to my backside, and
he grips it, pressing me forward. He begins to move his hips, sliding his cock up and down my slit,
teasing me, using the friction of our clothes to send little bolts of pleasure through my body.
Oh, yes.
I claw at his shirt, wanting it gone. He steps back, panting, and grips it, tossing it off. He takes
hold of his jeans, yanking them down until that beautiful cock springs free.  Suck me, baby. I need
your lips on me.
Mewling, I slowly lower myself to my knees, looking up at him through my lashes. His jaw is
tight, his eyes are blazing, and his hand wraps around his cock. He slowly strokes it up and down,
squeezing every now and then. I shuffle forward, licking my lips as I reach out, shoving his hand away
so I can wrap my fingers around the hard, throbbing length. I groan and lower my mouth, desperate to
taste him. I snake my tongue out, and lick the salty pre-come off the tip of his cock. He hisses, and
tangles his hand into my hair.
 Baby, God, so fuckin good.
I part my lips and gently lower my mouth over the head of his cock, taking him deep into my
throat. His skin is silky smooth, and has the distinct taste of man. I tuck my bottom lip over my teeth
and press against the bottom of his cock. He groans and his thighs tighten.  Fuck, fuck, he rasps.
I smile around him and reach up to cup his balls. They re heavy and tight, which tells me he s
close. I suck harder, swirling my tongue up and down as my lips work his shaft. His growls get more
frequent, and his fingers tighten in my hair.  Need. To. Fu...fuccccck... he cuts off with a hiss, and he
tugs my hair back. His cock pops out of my mouth.
He leans down, eyes wild, and grips my shoulders.  Turn over, remove your pants and press your
hands on the floor, flat.
I remove my pants quickly, then I turn and place my hands on the floor in front of me, flat. I hear
Muff shuffling behind me, and then he reaches down and grips my legs, lifting them off the floor. The
pressure on my hands suddenly increases.  Can you hold yourself up? he rasps.
 Y...y...yes, I think so.
 Good,  cause I m goin to fuck you like this.
 Like this? I squeak.
 Yeah, baby, like this. Hang on.
He uses his hands to spread my legs, and he steps between them. I manage to tuck my legs a little
around his waist, and I can feel him pressing against my pussy. He s basically got me in the position
of a wheelbarrow, and it s quite erotic and new for me. I m relying on myself to hold the top half of
my body up, if I let go, it won t be pretty.
Muff steps closer, and I feel his cock press into the heated flesh between my thighs. I groan and
wiggle slightly. One of his hands comes under my body and presses against my pelvis, tilting it just a
touch, and then he plunges inside me. I cry out, and am forced to move my hands two spaces forward
to stop myself from tumbling. Muff growls loudly, and slides his cock out, before plunging it back in.
 Don t fall on me, baby, he rasps.
From this angle, his cock is pressing right into that perfect sweet spot. I cry out, dropping my head
and desperately wanting to reach up and stroke my clit. Muff slides back out and gently slips back in,
jerking his hips in that perfect way. The way that hits every good part of my pussy and makes me
climb higher and higher towards my release.
 So fuckin good, God, Jaybird... Muff hisses.
 Muff, oh, God, it feels...oh...God...
 Say my name baby, say it when you come around my cock.
 M...M...Muff...
 No, he growls, thrusting harder.  My real name.
Oh. God. Yes.
His hips work harder and deeper, our skin slaps together, and our cries fill the room. Sparks of
pleasure shoot up my spine, and I know I m screaming, but I can t stop it. I m going to come, and on
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