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My fingers flew to my lips as that thought crossed my mind. I had promised myself after Cassius died that I would never remarry. I couldn’t stand the thought of someone attempting to replace him, or becoming so attached to another man that I would risk depression and heartache all over again if he died. Then I decided that I didn’t want to risk finding out that I really didn’t know a man after all again, the way I’d learned that lesson with Cassius.

Yet here I was thinking about marriage with a man I’d known less than one year. I rolled over in bed and stared at him as he slept. He was such a beautiful person inside and out. I traced the tattoos on his chest and then ran my hands across his abs.

Drew was pure muscle all over, and he didn’t have an ounce of fat on him. I knew that he still trained like he was playing in the NFL. He got up at five every morning to work out and jog. After his workout routine, his official workday would start with a pot of coffee as he sat down to research for the upcoming game on his computer.

He shared with me that he even worked out when he was away commentating games. No matter where he was, he found a way and a place to work out.

“What’re you doing, pretty lady?” he asked in a gruff voice as his hand gripped mine. It had been traveling toward his third leg.

I smiled shyly at him and pulled my bottom lip between my teeth. “Checking to see if you were awake yet.”

He let my hand travel further south, and I jerked back. “Drew?”

“What?”

“What were you dreaming about, or should I say who?”

“If I was dreaming of anyone, it would’ve been you, but that’s my morning wood. You should know that by now.”

I straddled him and kissed him deeply. He gripped my ass cheeks and squeezed as he allowed his tongue to slide between my lips.

“What do you have planned for us today?” I asked, gripping his “morning wood” and sliding it between my lower lips.

“Mm. I think I like what you have on the menu. We can skip my plans and do this all day.”

I slid up slowly, with my hands planted on his chest, and made a sensual descent, twerking my hips as I went. “Oh, you want me to do you all day?”

“That sounds like a perfect plan to me.”

“Yes, but what if your dick falls off?” I asked, grinding against him.

He gripped my hips and thrust hard up in me. “Then you’d better tape that muthafucka back on and ride him slow and gentle.”

I threw my head back and laughed. He reached up and circled my neck with his palm and gave a light squeeze. I was surprisingly turned on by it, and I placed my finger and thumb at my clit and massaged it.

“You like that, huh?”

“I like everything about you, sir.”

“Good. Gimme some morning sugar.”

I lowered onto him, and he slid his hands under my ass and bounced me up and down on his erection while we kissed. He filled me, spread me wide, pulsated inside of me, and made his dick feel right at home within my walls.

I was of the mindset that maybe we could do that all day. That all changed the minute that he held my ass tight, flipped me onto my back, and spread my legs toward the headboard. Drew ran drills on my ass like he was on the football field running drills for practice.

I bounced, grew dizzy, my pussy clenched, and my nipples ached. He didn’t let up but continued pumping deeper inside of me, giving me everything that I yearned for and not holding anything back.

I clenched my muscles around him, arched my back to meet him, and drew him into another slow, seductive kiss. My legs tightened around his back as I felt myself on the brink of an explosive orgasm.

Just when I was on the edge, Drew pulled out and replaced his dick with his mouth.

“Ohh shit, Drew!” I screamed as his tongue snaked its way inside of my folds. There was no holding back. He commanded that I give him the orgasm that had already been on the brink of releasing. I gave it to him without question. He sucked me deep and hard, until he cleaned all the dew clinging to my lower lips.

Drew flipped me onto my stomach, pushed me up onto my knees, and pressed his hand into the middle of my back. He thrust deep inside of me. The sound of his balls slapping against my flesh and his dick stirring up my pussy turned me on. I knew that he didn’t have much longer before he released.

When a finger slipped into my ass, that was all she wrote. “Got damn, Drew!” I screamed as he fucked me with his thick index finger. My pussy clenched, and I came hard as I buried my face in the pillow. He smashed my head with one hand, grabbed my thigh with the other, lifted it, and pumped hard until I felt his nut secreting inside of me.

When he finished, he smacked me on the ass and rolled onto his back, pulling me alongside him.