Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time

When Nick woke up, he expected to see Mary fast asleep beside him. Instead, his bed was empty, and when he looked towards Holly’s cage, he saw that it was, similarly, vacated. Her key sat in front of it, showing her diligence to not remove her chastity belt without permission, but other than that he saw no sign of her or his little red-haired farmgirl.

“Mary? Holly?” Nick sat up, scanning the Master’s Suite for the two of them. Instead, his eyes landed on someone else entirely.

“Those two went out for the day. I asked if we could spend our time together… in private. Like the good old days?”

Nick was at a loss for words. He’d just started to get used to Dakota in her new style, with form-fitting black dresses and hair down to her shoulders. Instead, he saw a blast from his past. Memories long-forgotten flooded into his head of Dakota, his skinny little tomboy neighbor, running through the park with him in her dorky overalls.

Well, she still had those overalls. Adult-sized, and wrapped around a body that was anything but skinny. Her boobs pushed out the front in a way that was almost comical, causing an outfit that once looked cute on a child to now look oddly sexy. She could give Mary a run for her money in the “Farm Girls of Harem Hotel” pageant, that was for sure. The other thing he noticed was her hair; she’d cut it once again, so it neatly framed her face in a short little bob pixie cut, like she’d had when they were little. Only unlike the ones she used to give to herself because her mom wouldn’t take her to the barber shop, this cute cut was even, making her look every bit like the girl next door all grown up.

The warm smile on her face looked nothing like the ruthless grin he’d seen from her these past few weeks.

“Dakota? What… what are you doing here?” Nick asked, relieved that he and Mary hadn’t actually gone all the way together. The last thing he wanted was to be caught naked by his childhood friend in the morning.

“It’s a slumber party, you dork,” she laughed. “Just like the good old days.”

For once, Nick’s heart throbbed instead of his dick. He remembered those times Dakota considered “the good old days”. When his friend couldn’t take the loneliness and isolation of her house for another second and would run away in tears, and his parents would take her in and treat her like one of the family, the daughter they’d never had. Then his parents would go to bed, and the two of them would sit in the living room together eating pizza and watching movies, and in the morning they’d wake up in each other’s arms.

Somehow, cuddling together seemed a lot less innocent twenty years later.

“Pizza’s over there,” Dakota said, nodding to the table. “But first thing’s first.”

She skipped over to the freezer and pulled out a tub of ice cream.

“Remember what we always used to talk about with your folks?” Dakota grinned. “They’d always say no, though. But we’re adults now! Ice cream for breakfast!”

Nick was happy to indulge his friend in her little trip down memory lane, but he was still confused. “So wait, Mary and Holly, they just… left?”

Dakota rolled her eyes. “No, genius, I tied them up in the closet so we could have the day to ourselves. Yes, they left. I asked Mary to give me the day, so we could be together without any interruptions.”

She batted her eyelashes in that cute way she always did to weasel out of trouble whenever he got mad at her.

“So… ice cream?”

Nick grinned. A break in the Master’s Suite for the whole day, just reconnecting with his childhood friend. He wished he could have done this weeks ago.

He still went to check the closet just to make sure, though. Dakota was still Dakota.

“Well, besides pizza and ice cream, what exactly do we have planned for today?” Nick asked, walking over to the table and grabbing a slice. It had that “day old but microwaved in the morning” flavor you just couldn’t beat. “Video games? Maybe a nice game of checkers?”

The mischievous grin on Dakota’s face was answer enough, especially when combined with how well he knew her.

“Movie marathon, of course,” she grinned, holding up a DVD.

<“Colonel Jessup! Did you order the code red?!”>

<“You don’t have to answer that question!”>

<“I’ll answer the question. You want answers?!”>

<“I think I’m entitled to-”>

<“You want answers?!”>

<“I want the truth!”>

<“YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH!”>

“God I love this scene!” Dakota grinned, shoveling pizza into her mouth. “This is like my favorite speech of any movie ever.” She and Nick were cuddled up together on the couch with a blanket wrapped around them. They’d whiled away the hours just watching movies like this. If it were anyone else, it might have seemed like the lead-in to something more serious, something intimate, but they had the shared memories of two people who had been together since practically the womb. This was far from the first movie marathon they’d shared, even though the majority of them had been implanted memories of a life with Dakota that never existed.

But what mattered to them both was that it felt real.

<“Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who’s gonna do it? You? You, Lieutenant Weinberg? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom! You weep for Santiago and you curse the Marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: that Santiago’s ****, while tragic, probably saved lives! And my existence – while grotesque and incomprehensible to you – saves lives! You don’t want the truth, because deep down in places you don’t talk about at parties, you want me on that wall. You need me on that wall. We use words like “honor”, “code”, “loyalty”. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something! You use them as a punchline! I have neither the time, nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very freedom that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it! I would rather you just said ‘thank you’, and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon and stand a post. Either way, I don’t give a damn what you think you are entitled to!”>

<“Did you order the code red?”>

<“I did the job-”>

<“Did you order the code red?!”>

<“YOU’RE GODDAMN RIGHT I DID!”>

“I see what you mean,” Nick nodded. “This is a really great movie.” Of course, it was far from the first time he’d seen it. In his memories with Dakota, she’d had him watch A Few Good Men dozens of times over. It really was one of her favorites.

Nick glanced at Dakota. “You sure you don’t want anything to drink?” In spite of all the pizza they’d eaten, she hadn’t had so much as a glass of water all day, and it was almost nighttime.

Dakota shook her head. “We’re having a good time,” she replied. “Besides, if I had something to drink, well…”

She blushed a little and Nick realized what she meant. She’d get horny with prolonged contact with water.

“We’re just two friends hanging out, watching movies,” Dakota murmured, glancing at him. She looked rather bashful when she said that. “We don’t want to ruin that with anything like… that, right?”

Nick didn’t understand the heat in her eyes. The way she was acting was completely at odds with how she’d been for the last few weeks.

“I mean… unless you wanted to, right?” Dakota said with a chuckle. She was trying to play it off as a joke, but he could see the seriousness in her eyes. Then she laughed even louder. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding. We’re just friends, right?” She punched him lightly in the arm. “No need to ruin our friendship over something like that.”

Oh, so that’s what this is. Nick finally put the pieces together. This was all part of Dakota’s script. Two childhood friends, watching a movie marathon. No ulterior motives, just enjoying each other’s company. Until “something” happened. Then they would end up in bed together.

She wants this to feel natural. Like the old times. This must have been the kind of romance she wanted us to have back then… Nick’s heart ached, because his own feelings came rushing back. The crush he’d had on Dakota, not just the original one, but the one implanted in his memories. The overwhelming feelings he had for his childhood friend all through high school and college, the crush he’d never acted on because he was afraid of ruining their friendship. They’d stay up all night watching movies on the couch, and not so much as hold hands.

Looking back, knowing what he knew, their mutual feelings were obvious. But the past Nick had never acted on them, afraid to ruin their friendship. Plus, he was as dense as a rock, and had kept missing the obvious signals she was throwing his way- the way he almost missed her signals tonight.

Dakota turned her eyes to the screen as the movie wound down. She was actually tearing up.

“I used to love going over to your house to watch movies,” she murmured, wiping her eyes. “I felt like I had a real family. Besides just… her. You were my best friend and my brother and my whole world. Those nights when we fell asleep in each other’s arms, just the two of us… they were the best nights of my life.”

Her real life. The one where she’d perished. Not the fake life, where those movie nights continued well into adulthood.

“When we watched those old European movies of your dad’s, or those cheesy action movies, or whatever we watched together… for a few hours, I didn’t have to be me. I could watch the actors play their parts, and forget about my own troubles for a while.”

She chuckled. “I wonder if that’s why in the fake memories they put in my head, I became a film major? Loving taking movies apart, seeing how they worked, even creating my own… if I had a future, I wonder if that’s what I would have wanted to be in the real world?”

“You still can,” Nick said, meeting her gaze. “You’re alive now, Dakota. Your new life has just begun. You can do whatever you want with it.”

She sniffled a little and smiled. “You’re sweet. But I don’t know… it’s not like I actually went to film school, after all…”

“Dakota…”

“Ah, enough. It doesn’t matter!” She wiped her eyes and a perky grin returned to her face. “Come on, we have one more movie to go!”

She held up the next DVD. It was a romance movie, and judging by the rating it was a pretty graphic one. Nick steeled himself and nodded as Dakota prepared for the climax of their movie marathon.

The movie was even more blatant than Nick thought. If Dakota had been trying to fool him into thinking this wasn’t planned, she’d done a terrible job of it. The movie starred a couple who grew up together in the suburbs, living side by side as the best of friends. They spent their entire lives in mutual love with one another, both too worried to spit it out.

Until, of course, they did. And the reason why the film was rated ****-17 became readily apparent.

<“Ooh… ahh…”>

<“Yes, please, ung… ah!”>

“W-Wow, this, I uh… this is really something…” Dakota stammered, her face bright red. Nick doubted she was actually embarrassed given how aggressively she’d come onto him in the past. But then, he was feeling pretty embarrassed himself.

“You picked quite a movie,” he murmured.

“C-Come on, I didn’t know!” Dakota lied through her teeth. “Besides, like… it-it’s just a sex scene. It’s not a big deal, right? Anyone can watch a sex scene or two with their buds, it doesn’t have to be weird!”

Sure Dakota, sure.

They continued to watch the sex scene, neither saying a word. The room was filled with the passionate sounds of lovemaking.

Then Nick felt something brush against his finger. A second later, Dakota’s hand curled over his. He turned towards her, but she wasn’t looking at him. Her eyes were glued to the screen, but her cheeks were red.

She nodded subtly and Nick swallowed.

“Nick… it’s not… I…” She turned to him, embarrassed, but ****. Her eyes were filled with desire.

“I know,” Nick said, ready to put an end to this farce once and for all. Dakota had arranged all of this to get him in the mood, so they could be together without it feeling pushed upon them by Sylvia or the show. And it had worked. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers, and they shared a chaste, closed-mouth kiss.

It was beautiful. Dakota turned off the TV while they were kissing, and the only sounds they heard were the sound of their own lips pressed against each other. Then they separated, looking deeply each other’s eyes.

“I love you…” Dakota breathed.

“I know… I love you too.” Nick couldn’t believe how perfect she looked. Sitting beside him, all grown up, the first girl he could say he ever truly loved- and the first love he ever lost. And now he had her back, and the only thing stopping them was hesitation.

He didn’t want to hesitate anymore.

“What took you so long?” He asked, playing along with her scene. “We’ve been watching movies together for years like this… and you always said you just wanted to be friends… so why did it take so long to tell me how you felt?”

“I couldn’t…” Dakota said, averting her eyes.

“Were you scared that I didn’t feel the same as you?” Nick asked, tilting her face back towards his. “Or did you know like I did… but were too afraid to do anything, because we might ruin our friendship?”

Dakota winced. “I… I knew. I knew you liked me as much as I liked you, but… I was dead.”

And with that blunt statement Dakota smashed the tension in the room like a sledgehammer through plate glass. The two of them burst out laughing.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Dakota sputtered, practically falling off the couch. “But you were getting so worked up and saying such cheesy lines, I couldn’t help myself!”

“Hey! I was just saying what I thought you wanted me to say!” Nick protested.

“I did, but then you actually said that stuff, and I just couldn’t keep a straight face! You’re an awful actor, you know that?”

“I wasn’t acting though,” Nick replied, sobering up. “That really is how I felt. If you hadn’t died, then…”

“I know,” Dakota said, wiping the tears from her eyes. “I know. But like you said. I’m alive again. And I can do whatever I want.”

She got up off the couch and stood in front of Nick. Her eyes gazed down on him with hot passion.

“And what I want… is you.”

Dakota unfastened her overalls and dropped them to the floor. She stepped forward while pulling her shirt off, revealing lacy black underwear which perfectly complemented her alabaster skin. Her pale cheeks flushed as she reached behind her back to unfasten her bra, never taking her eyes off of Nick.

“You already saw everything I have to offer… but I still… want to show you all of me,” she whispered as her underwear dropped to the floor. Her panties came last, and she stood in the center of the room in the buff, presenting her delicious figure up to Nick’s eager eyes.

“…You’re beautiful…” Nick breathed. The part of him that knew this body was a result of Sylvia’s transformations had slipped his mind entirely. At the moment, he couldn’t imagine a reality where Dakota didn’t grow into the bombshell in front of him. A woman he’d known his entire life, with a body designed to his precise specifications, even down to the pixie cut of her midnight-colored hair.

Dakota’s blush deepened at his compliment, and her arms moved to cover her body. But she stopped herself before she could.

“I-I’ve never done this before,” she admitted, finally lowering her eyes. “You know that already, obviously, but… I-I just hope I don’t disappoint you.”

Nick recalled their first night together when Dakota had come onto him so strongly. And then their second night together when she’d tried to do the same, only to stop herself because of her own jealousy for Gina getting him first.

Right now, she was neither forceful nor jealous. Nothing like the aggressive tomboy he’d known from his youth, or the woman his implanted memories told her she grew into. She was exposed to him now, ****. Something she had never been in front of anyone else but him.

“It’s alright,” he said gently, reaching up to caress her cheek. “You don’t have to be strong with me right now. You don’t have to be the tough girl who doesn’t give in, you can just be yourself.”

“Is this myself?” Tears filled her golden eyes as she wrapped her hand over his and held him to her cheek. “I don’t even know who I am. I know who I was… but right now… right here…”

“You’re Dakota. That’s all you need to be.” He leaned in a kissed her again. Harder this time. It wasn’t like their prior kiss, staged like an act between childhood friends realizing their feelings for each other. He could feel all of her desires through her tongue, and in spite of her **** affect, he could sense the drive for dominance in how she dances with him, aggressively smacking her lips against his. Her hands crawled up his back and held on tight, and then-

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP

“Dakota?” He sputtered, coming up for air as he felt a draft on his back.

“Sh sh sh,” she whispered, forcing her lips against his again. “I’ve waited for so long, don’t make me wait any longer…”

She tore the rest of his shirt off his back with her sharp nails, and only when it was in ribbons did she finally relent, breaking the kiss completely and stepping back.

Nick was in awe of what he saw. Dakota, pale skin flushed, eyes hot with desire, tongue hanging out of her mouth as she panted like she was competing for Holly’s job.

And he saw the desperation too.

“What do you want?” She whispered. “How can I please you? I’ve never had sex before… how do you want me?”

“It’s not just about what I want,” Nick answered, taking a step closer. “Dakota, you’re one of the most important people in my life. This is your first time. I want you to enjoy it. So whatever you want, that’s what I want.”

“I just want you,” she replied, her eyes brimming with adoration. “As long as it’s you, I’ll be happy with anything. This body exists for your pleasure, so please… let me please you with it.”

Nick bit his lip, feeling his erection straining against his pants from her tantalizing offer.

“…Okay,” he acquiesced, trailing his hand down her collarbone and caressing her meaty breast, giving it a good test squeeze. They were as soft and springy as when he’d rubbed suntan lotion on them weeks ago, sitting unnaturally high in comparison to Carly and even Gina. Her supernaturally-erotic body was as much a masterpiece as any marble statue sculpted by the greats.

A small moan escaped her lips and she leaned forward, granting him full access. But he’d had enough of playing with his appetizer. Contrary to how this night was structured, they weren’t kids anymore, and this wasn’t some high school groping session under the blankets.

Dakota was giving him her everything. And he wanted to give her the same.

Nick took her by the hand and led her to the bed. She gleefully followed his lead, allowing him to pose her just as he wanted.

“Is this all?” She asked, slightly surprised but not disappointed. She was on her back with her legs slightly raised. “Missionary?”

Nick leaned down and gave her a peck on the lips.

“If we’re going to be together, I want to see your face,” he replied, moving down to kiss her neck. “There’s no point if it isn’t…” He kissed her collar next, then her chest. “…Intimate.” He moved down to kiss her trim belly, and trailing down her curvaceous body until he finally reached his prize, the delta between her legs.

“Y-You don’t have to do that,” Dakota stammered. “I told you, I’m here to pleasure you-ou-oh…oh! Oh…”

Nick’s tongue probing her depths quickly put an end to all her arguments. She arched her back and let out a sigh, deciding to shut up and let him do as he pleased. And he pleased quite well.

“I’m just getting you ready,” he said, gently caressing her pale pink lips until they started to moisten. Her pussy looked like a tight peach, untouched by anyone, and he wanted to prepare her for what was to come. He’d never taken someone’s virginity before, he didn’t want to hurt her any more than he had to.

Her lips eventually parted enough for him to push his tongue a little deeper inside, and that really got the juices flowing.

“Oh yeah… oh! Right there!” She bit her lip, trembling a little, to Nick’s surprise. He pulled back and looked up at her.

“Just… from that?”

She blushed and glanced away from him, ashamed at her embarrassing secret.

“I told you…” She mumbled. “This body was created to suit your desires perfectly. Your perfect breasts… your perfect ass… perfect height, weight, figure, even down to the neatly-trimmed pubic hair… and the pussy.”

Nick took a moment to process that.

“Wait, so… does that mean…?”

Dakota nodded, blushing even deeper. “Apparently your perfect woman… is someone very easy to please… down there.”

She couldn’t help but give him a dopey grin. “You just had to be the nicest guy in the world, didn’t you? Part of me almost wishes you were just a teensy bit less generous.”

“Really?” Nick grinned, sliding his finger inside and pressing up on the inside of her pussy, causing her to squirt.

“H-Hyaah!” Dakota moaned, throwing back her head as she had a mini-orgasm. She flicked her head back down, an unamused expression on her sweaty face.

“Just… a little bit.” She cracked a smile. “But it also means that… when you’re inside me… it will be like nothing you’ve ever experienced before.”

Nick swallowed, and his cock throbbed at the insinuation in her words. He could see the longing in her eyes and knew the time for foreplay was over. She wanted this. In the years he’d known her, even in the real world, Dakota’s desires had never been subtle. He’d seen that look of wanting in her eyes so many times. When she came over to have family dinner with his parents, or slept over to watch movies together, or even just playing in the park. Everywhere she looked, he saw want in her gaze.

But he’d never seen it this strong before.

Nick took off his pants and exposed his erection for Dakota to see. She let out a sharp gasp and her eyes widened slightly, which made him feel like a million bucks. He lined the head up with her sopping wet opening and looked to her for confirmation, but she held up her hand.

“Are you not ready?” He asked. Even as **** as he felt, he was still willing to stop here if she didn’t want this.

But she shook her head.

“I’m just savoring this,” she breathed. “A moment I’m going to remember for an eternity.”

“I’m not going to forget this either,” Nick agreed. This. The two of them together. This was the future they should have had. If not for that tragic day…

“It’s strange…” Dakota murmured, staring deeply into his eyes. “Everyone calls it ‘losing’ your virginity. But… that’s wrong, don’t you think? I’m not losing anything. I’m gaining something wonderful.”

She took a deep breath, closing her eyes, and exhaled. Then she opened them, and he could see she was ready. He didn’t ask and she didn’t answer, they both just knew that now was the time. He pushed himself inside her, feeling a bit of stoppage as his head entered. Dakota sucked in air and bit her lip, giving him a nod.

“Do it. I can take it.”

He took her at her word and pierced through the thin membrane, bracing himself for the yelp of pain and her clenching down tightly in response, like he’d always read about. According to the stories, losing your hymen was supposed to feel like agony. But he didn’t see any pain in her eyes, only pleasure. And the yelp that escaped her lips sounded a lot more like a moan.

“Yes…” She breathed, feeling everything she ever wanted coming true in that moment. Her pussy clenched down on him, but rather than trying to **** him out it felt like she was trying to suck him in. He barely had to put up a fight as she took him down to the root, hilting inside her with the ease of a hand in a glove.

Had Sex With the Master! +10 VP

Dakota’s body shook, and she let out a moan. Her arms shot up and wrapped around his back, pulling him down on top of her as he lost himself in the ecstasy of her depths. She hadn’t been exaggerating, it really did feel like her pussy was perfectly designed for him. Every time she squeezed down her walls massaged the sensitive areas of his cock like they were made to, as if invisible fingers and lips were rubbing and sucking against every part of him.

“Oh, fuck, you’re so tight… and warm… hah…”

“Yeah, I may be cold… *oh!* but I’m not… not down… down… oh, yes, right there! Please!” She whined, bucking against him. Nick realized then that he’d only just put himself inside her. He wasn’t even moving and they were already both on the brink of orgasm.

“I-I’m gonna move now,” he whispered. She nodded, her eyes wild with excitement.

It took everything Nick had to pull himself free of the sumptuous delight that was the inside of Dakota’s pussy. But he **** himself out, managing to get as far back as the head before the suction of her lips was too much and she pulled him back in to the hilt. Her body shook and she squirted juices over his lap.

“Did you just-”

“Keep going!” She moaned, tightening her grip. He felt a stab of pain in his back as he nails dug into his skin, and that actually goaded him on even more. He tried to give her another thrust like that, only to realize that the more he tried to pull himself out of her, the more her walls fought to keep him inside. Dakota’s vagina was every bit as selfish and greedy as its owner, and now that it had the cock it was made for inside it, that thing wasn’t leaving her still erect.

“More, more!” She shouted at the top of her lungs, overwhelmed by the crashing waves of pleasure breaking her down. She’d known the ecstasies of sex second-hand for such a long time, and now to finally experience it for herself, with the man she loved, it was intoxicating. She couldn’t’ get enough of his passion and heat, and the way he pressed against all her most sensitive places. Dakota had been saving her body for Nick’s pleasure, not so much as even playing with herself, all for this moment. For the moment when he would give her the world, and she would give it right back.

“How the fuck are you so perfect?!” Nick shouted, unable to believe that such a body could please him so thoroughly. It felt like his dick had melted inside of her, that they weren’t two people making love but now a single entity linked together for the purpose of generating absolute pleasure and ecstasy.

“I became this way for you, Nick!” She cried, mashing her lips against his. “Mwah, hah, it was all for you… all of it… everything, it’s all… I’ll give it all… oh! Fuck! Yes… mmmng! Oh yeah, oh… I… I…!”

Dakota wanted to say so many things in that moment. She wanted to promise him the moon, the stars, the island itself, anything and everything he could ever want. Women, money, power, if it would make him happy she wanted to give it to him. But she couldn’t say any of those things because she was drowning in a sea of pleasure that was pushing scream upon orgasmic scream out of her lips instead.

So rather than telling him how devoted she was, she showed him instead, worshipping him with every inch of pale flesh she had to offer.

“Ugh, you’re so perfect, I love you!” The words just escaped his lips without him even thinking about them, but once they touched the air he realized he would never take them back. He did love Dakota, and had loved her from the moment she was born. His life until now was just him coming to terms with that one truth.

A truth she’d already accepted long ago.

“I love you, too,” she whispered, hugging him close. She pressed her lips against his one final time. “Show me. Show me how much you love me.”

She was signaling something with her eyes, and he didn’t realize what she meant at first.

“Wait, inside? But…”

Her pussy clenched down even tighter, and he realized he didn’t have a choice. Especially not when she wrapped her legs around his waist. He was coming inside her whether he liked it or not.

And frankly? He really liked it. He wanted to like it.

“It’ll be fine…” She panted. “Unless you want me to… I won’t… I… oh! Fuck… please baby! Just do it! Let it all out inside me, show me how much you want me, please!”

She was cumming just at the thought of him finishing inside her, and her spasming cunny clenched down even tighter, not leaving any room for argument. She could feel him press up against all her sensitive spots at once, and knew that he must be feeling the same thing right now.

Her body was made for this. Made for him.

“I-I’m gonna cum!” Nick shouted, finishing far too quickly for his liking. He sprayed his seed deep down inside her as her moans filled his ears, and it took all of his strength to not fall down on top of her right there.

It took a second for Nick to catch his breath and return down to earth from what was absolutely the best pussy he’d ever been inside of. A woman who was completely devoted to him, with a body tailored to his every need. If Dakota had demanded he give up the other girls and devote himself solely to her, he would have had a hard time saying no.

…Still, he would have. Because as wonderful as Dakota was, as amazing as she was, as perfect as she was, his feelings weren’t so simple anymore. He loved Dakota in ways he couldn’t love anyone else.

But that was true for Mary as well. And Gina. And Carly. Even Holly, in her own way. And those were just the women he had been seriously intimate with. Kim, Dawn, and Rose were precious to him as well, Mimi was growing on him, and Dani… Dani was her own kind of special.

Nick wasn’t sure if he could go back anymore. He didn’t think it was possible to break anyone’s heart. If Dakota asked him now, after having some of the best sex in his life, he still didn’t think he could be swayed from his feelings for the other girls.

But she didn’t ask. She just reached up and caressed his cheek, like he had done before.

“You were amazing,” she breathed. “And can you feel that?”

Her pussy squeezed down on him again. He realized he was still hard inside of her.

“Dakota…”

“Shut up.” She silenced him with a kiss and he began to move slowly inside of her again, working back up to their previous speed. Then she broke the kiss, and looked up into his eyes.

“I know you’ll never be mine, not completely.” Her words caused him to stop mid-thrust. He stared at her, seeing the hurt on her face. Hurt mixed with something else, though. Raw desire.

“So that’s why… I want to help you be with everyone you deserve. So that we can take this pleasure between the two of us, and share it with all of them. Gina… Mary… everyone who loves you, they deserve this as much as I do.”

His penis throbbed at the huskiness of her voice as the woman who’d given him the best sex he’d ever had promised that she would give it to him over and over again, in the form of any woman he loved. He felt himself get even harder and larger inside of her as his thrusting resumed.

Dakota’s walls, of course, stretched to perfectly accommodate.