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best man. I’d take what I want, give nothing back, feel no regret, and save my own ass, above all else. My parents taught me life isn’t fair and that you have to take what you want the most. Regardless of what other people want.
    I’m a selfish bastard. The least I can do is help her. She’s the only one who truly matters to me.
    “Because I feel like I can connect with you now.” She hesitates. “I don’t know, I just feel so much closer to you now than I ever did before. It’s stupid, I know, but I really do feel like I’m more myself this way. I can be whoever I want and not think about what others want me to be. I’m free.”
    “Free also means living in shame,” I murmur, coming so close I can feel her breath on my skin. My lips yearn for hers.
    “If that’s what it takes to feel happy with my own life, then I’ll take it.”
    “Lin … you know I want the best for you. I’m not it.”
    “I can make my own choices. You’re helping me pay off my debt. Don’t tell me you’re not good for me.”
    “But your parents—”
    “I care about them. I don’t care more about them than I care about you. Why do you think I didn’t want to pull you into this mess?”
    My eyes widen. “What?”
    “Do you think you’re the only one who missed what we had?”
    “No, but you knew we couldn’t.”
    “That’s all in the past now.” She wraps her arms around my neck, tugging me closer. Her eyes are half-mast as she licks her lips in a way that makes me think of her, on her knees, sucking my cock. Goddammit, she’s Lin, for fuck’s sake, I shouldn’t think of her like that. Not like those girls. They were playthings. I used them to forget about her. I’m fucking bad.
    “You don’t fucking know what I’ve been doing these past few years.”
    She makes shushing noises. “I know.”
    “You don’t know,” I murmur against her lips, almost kissing her. “I fucked girls like they were toys.”
    “You won’t do that with me.”
    “How do you know?” I’m talking with my eyes closed now, delirious with wantonness.
    “Because you love me.” I suck in the air leaving her mouth. “I know you still do. Don’t deny it.”
    “I’m not.”
    “Then kiss me. Make me remember why I wanted you in the first place. Let me be that girl that makes you feel proud. Make me yours.”
    Her lips shudder as they touch mine, a rush of ecstasy coursing through my veins. And then I plant my lips on hers. I can’t help myself anymore, nor do I even want to. I grab her face with my hands and kiss her as hard as I can. If she wants this, she’ll get this. Is it selfish if she wants it, too? Screw it. This makes us both happy. I’m going for it.
    My tongue dips out to lick the seam of her mouth. She opens up and lets me in. Her tongue expertly teases mine, making me horny as fuck. A fire blazes through my body as my cock hardens. She tastes just like I remember—sweet, like lemon shortcake—and it makes me wonder if she tastes even better between her legs. I can’t wait to find out.
    Probing her tongue with mine, I’m eager for her taste. Her touch arouses me, her fingers splaying on my back, digging into my skin. I love this abrasive side of her. I want more. So much more. For years I’ve waited, and now that it’s finally happening it’s more than ten-fucking times better than I imagined it to be.
    My hand drifts down her neck as I kiss her jaw, my palm cupping her tit. She moans inside of her mouth, tilting her head back and allowing me access. I fondle her soft, plump breasts before ripping off her shirt.
    “These babies are begging to let me lick them,” I murmur against her skin, dipping my hand into her bra. She takes in a sharp breath as I rub her nipple with my thumb, coaxing it to come out and play. Biting her lip, she digs her nails further into my skin, the pain stimulating me. I circle the crown until it’s hardened and then take her tits out of their holsters, freeing them in one go. She gasps