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Chapter 4
    Deklan
    “Yes, yes. Harder!” the chick screamed as I plowed into her, deeper. She writhed under me, thoroughly enjoying the fucking she was getting from me. Me, though? Same pussy, different face.
    “Yes, daddy! Yes!” she screamed as she clenched my dick, close to climaxing, and I instantly became uninterested. Daddy? Pausing in my movements, I looked down at her sweaty double Ds. Fake.
    “Why did you stop?” she asked in a pouty voice just as fake as her tits.
    “Some guys like that daddy shit. I’m not one of them.” Pulling out, I rolled over onto my back.
    She dropped her jaw.
    “If you’re going to open your mouth, you might as well have my dick in it.” I motioned at my still hard junk. She had to ruin what would have been a decent fuck. She eyed me, contemplating my words while I waited. I knew she was going to suck me off, she knew she was going to suck me off, so why the suspense? I had no idea. We both knew we were here to get dirty.
    After a minute, she got up and sat on my chest, reverse-cowgirl style, and took me in her hot mouth, ass in my face. What’s a guy to do with an ass in his face? This one was particularly nice; it was what made me approach her. It was the only thing on her that was real.
    I spread her ass with my hands and was greeted with her pussy, still throbbing from where my cock had been. I plunged two fingers inside and began the hard, fast friction that I knew chicks loved. Might as well get her off, too. I was nothing if not generous.
    I hissed as she licked the head of my dick all the way down to the base, then slowly back up before putting me fully into her mouth. I felt my dick hit the back of her throat as I added another finger and fucked her harder, her juices running down my arm. I hoped she was close because I was about to blow my shit.
    Squeezing my balls in her hands, she moved her hot and wet mouth faster and faster down my shaft.
    I slammed my dick into her mouth, once, twice, and she replaced her mouth with her hand to finish me off. I let loose, putting my hand on her back to hold her in place until every last drop squirted out onto my thighs. She moaned deep in her throat as I pumped her pussy one more time, and boom, she erupted.
    Panting, she maneuvered around and tried to cuddle with me. I was not having that shit.
    “Thanks, juicy. You were great, but I’m not a teddy bear. I don’t cuddle.”
    “Okay, that’s cool,” she said. “You were amazing, but next time I want the full ride.” She pouted those fake lips again.
    “You assume there will be a next time.” Maybe if I was bored I’d hit her up. She wasn’t the worst.
    “Oh, there will be. You want more. I’m the only one that will make you come that hard.” She smiled as she got up to get dressed. “Call me.”
    She placed a card with her number on my nightstand before she walked out. Once she was gone, I got up and pulled on my jeans, then picked the card up and set my lighter to it. I threw it in the trash and watched it burn into nothing.
    I didn’t do fake.
    Being in this town again was fucking with me, especially after seeing Matty with some chick outside some bookstore being all cozy and shit, with not a care in the world. After dropping my bag at the crappy hotel, I stopped to grab something to eat at the little café and caught the show, creeping in between two rows of books like a snitch so he wouldn’t see that I’d gotten into town a few hours earlier than he was expecting. I wasn’t here to meet his girl and be all chummy.
    After running into the waif of a girl who worked there, and noticing her nice breasts, I needed to tie one on and quick. Sex was a release for me. It made all the shit I had going on in my head and my life just pause for a fucking minute or however long it took me to bury myself balls deep and forget.
    I got up and washed my hands and lit a smoke, then grabbed the book Nice Breasts recommended. Thing about me? I had gotten into reading