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too, because looking at him and how generous he was, boy did I hate losing that.
    The fact that Haven had wanted to stop and make his declaration before getting to my house was all the better. I now had plans to give him pleasure one last time, before telling him we had to end it. I know that sounded harsh, and I probably come off as sounding self-centered, but when you 7
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    say listen I don't want it to get personal, it should stay that way.
    Haven had just complicated my life and he was about to make it even more of a trip.
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Chapter Two
    I slid my hand down over his chest, thrilling in those pecs. Damn, the man was hot. When my exploring fingers found the impression of his dick, I grabbed hold and began to knead it just like he liked, through his pants. He grew out in like a millisecond.
    "Renee."
    I cringed. Everyone called me Ree, but Haven had a habit of calling me Renee just when he was getting excited and again when he shot out his load. I had set him straight a million times and it didn't mean crap. I swallowed my irritation and gave him a saucy smile. I was looking forward to getting him one last time. "Havie, you want me to ride this, right here, right now?" He hated that nickname. He frowned but nodded, struggling to get his pants open as quick as possible. "My kind can't get it enough. Oh man, when you're mine, we can really go at it." I had zero idea what he meant by 'my kind' but he had used those words before. I didn't give it much thought. My sexual desires had fired up the moment I got a peek at his swollen rod. I wiggled out of my sodden panties and kicked them on the floor before climbing across the gear shift stick to get on Haven's lap.
    We didn't hesitate or pussy foot around. Neither of us had any need for foreplay. We liked to get at it and pound each other until we were sore. Then we would switch into a sixtynine and eat for hours. Oh man, would I miss that boy!
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    I settled on his dick and began my slow gyration as usual. Spasms hit Haven's body. He closed his eyes, reached up for my hair and gently pulled until I exposed my neck. That was his thing, a move he made every time. If he wasn't so big and thick, enough to make me scream out his name, and turn away all my other lovers for months, ever since I started seeing him, I would have gone off on his behind for tugging on my weave. I loved my hair, almost as much as I loved my assortment of fifty pairs of shoes.
    But Haven was good, so I didn't fight him on his little freaky way of nibbling at my neck. That first pinch felt like a needle prick, but then I felt nothing, so who knew what he was doing, probably sucking, but I never got a passion mark. The next day, my neck was always as smooth a creamy brown as always.
    Tonight was different. I was bouncing up and down, almost feverish over his dick gliding in and out of my wet pussy. I cried out my pleasure and wriggled to get him deeper. I slipped my hands under his shirt to scrape my nails across his chest and sides like he liked it. Haven got off on my tearing at his skin. He liked the pain, and his pleasure got me so hot, I came at least six times in a single session, one after another. He latched onto my neck as usual, but the pinch hurt more. I tried pushing him away. "Ouch, Haven, that hurts. Stop, not tonight, okay?"
    He held on, pressing me into his hard body a little too roughly. His fingers dug into my back so hard, I thought he was going to drill holes.
    Tears sprung to my eyes. "Haven, stop! It hurts!" 10
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    My cries fell on deaf ears. He didn't budge. It seemed like he was lost in whatever it was he was doing to my neck. My head started spinning. Weakness spread over my limbs, and I couldn't keep my eyes open. Haven began to grunt and moan. I thought I heard the sound of him swallowing. Panic set in.
    I beat him on his shoulders, tore