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He lifted my hand to kiss my fingers and that alone sent a warm oozing feeling throughout my body.

“If you’re comfortable enough to take that step, I’m all for it. We can take it as slow as you want.”

“What if I don’t want it slow?”

A smile appeared on his face.

“You’re really trying to be patient with me, huh?.” I giggled.

“Aye, you asking for trouble.” He licked his lips.

“That sounds exciting. I may like a little trouble from time to time.” I kissed his cheek.

The same way he had needs as a man, I had needs as a woman. We needed to figure some shit out. I had too much pressure built up that needed to be released.

CHAPTER 36

Ethan Whitmore

Ava was right, as a man I did have needs. However, getting my dick wet was the last thing on my mind. I’d been getting by with moisturizer and my right hand, just fine. I haven’t been checking for any other female except Mi Amore. So, when she requested some sexual attention, who was I to say no. I wasted no time letting Melissa know therapy would have to be rescheduled. I had my own exercises that I wanted to try out. Once I escorted her out, I came back to pick my lady up, then headed straight to the bedroom. I laid her on the bed while I went into the closet to retrieve a few things. I had been waiting patiently to set up the swing and put it to great use.

“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” I asked again.

She nodded her head with lust filled eyes. I helped her out of her clothes before I carefully strapped her up. She held on giggling and shit. The sight of her pussy glistened as it stared directly at me. She was wet as hell and I hadn’t even touched her yet. I stripped out of my clothes as we held eye contact. The tension in the room was thick.

“Are you comfortable?” I asked, sliding my hands underneath her ass to hold her

“Yes.”

I kissed her lips softly, then trailed to her neck. I used one hand to play in her pussy as I listened to her purr in my ear. I missed that shit so bad. The tip my dick oozed as I stroked it before sliding inside of her.

“Ohhh,” she gasped. “Ethan…” She moaned my name as she held on to me.

Five seconds in, and her body was already shaking. Her walls were so tight and warm. Her pussy felt so good I wanted to shed a tear as I tapped against her cervix. Her pussy was juicing, dripping to the floor as she squirted.

“I miss the fuck outta you.” I groaned in her ear. “This pussy will always be home for me. You see how she’s welcoming me back? Mhmm, she knows who daddy is.”

We shared a nasty ass kiss as I felt my nut rising. I tried my best to hold off so I could enjoy myself a little longer but her pussy was too good, I couldn’t. Her legs shook as we both climaxed together and that in itself felt so euphoric.

“That was amazing,” she panted with her eyes closed before bursting out with a laugh.

“Hell yea, it always is.” I pecked her lips.

Carefully, I removed her from the swing then carried her to the bed. She laid sprawled out, exhausted. After I cleaned us up, I slid into bed with her, pulling her close. I never doubted that she would never get her memory back. However, the moment felt perfect. The connection I felt while I was inside of her, I could only pray that she felt it too.

“I wish we would’ve started a long time ago. I feel so good.” She lay smiling up at the ceiling.

I laughed because she had this look in her eyes, as if she was in a daze, and under the influence of some strong substance.

“That makes me happy to hear.” I caressed her face.

“I bet you have women going crazy over you.” She smirked.

“Nah,” I chuckled. “I’m not entertaining anyone. This dick is stamped and owned by Ava Marie Whitmore.” I studied her face.

She burst out laughing.

“My last name is not Whitmore.” She nudged me.