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latches on to her nipple, sucking it as deep into my mouth and hard as I can. I want to devour it.
    I’ve never been so hungry for titty in my life. And I know this shit because my ma bottle-fed me. I’m just sayin’ for documentation reasons, people... I love my girl’s fuckin tits, okay?
    I feel Lil’s hand surround my shaft and tug before she finds her rhythm. I slide a finger inside her, keeping my thumb on her clit and my mouth sucking and laving between biting her nipples and breasts. Her grip around my cock tightens, making my eyes bulge as I slip my middle finger inside her with my forefinger and curl them around, rubbing her inside to match the rhythm of my thumb on her clit.
    Not even a dozen plunges with my fingers and my little firecracker is igniting like the damn Fourth of July under me. Her pussy is clamped down on my fingers so hard I swear she’s gonna break them. But as soon as that thought can even finish, her tightening grasp around my cock cuts it off and I’m yanking her hips to mine and thrusting in to the hilt.
    “Jesus fucking Christ, Lillian. I fucking love you so goddamn much, baby.” That’s all I can get out before all my reserves are spent and I’m slamming into her fucking Heaven like a madman.
    It’s always like this with Lil. Always.
    Neither of us really knows what the fuck we’re doing when we’re together. I realize now that, even back then, we were making love—and that’s what it is. It’s hardcore amateur-slash-novice fucking bouts in between me and her making love, using our hands, our mouths, our legs, backs, tongues, whispered words, and teeth to express what we feel for one another.
    It’s the most beautiful fucking thing I had ever felt in my entire young life.
    And it will remain the most beautiful fucking thing I have ever felt, even decades later...

Make a note. Mark this night down. It’s a little important…
    You’ve heard me mention it a million times, and I’ll mention it a million more while I tell you this story.
    This night is a turning page, a devastating fork in the course of my life.
    I’m standing on the precipice that can honestly be pinpointed as the moment in time where our lives could go one way or another, one where I lose the life I want with the woman I want or one where I get every-fucking-thing I have and will forever want in all of my life.
    I’m staring after Lil through fucking tears blurring my vision in my Camaro after my surprise date with her. I don’t know what the fuck just happened. It felt like two opposing things occurred simultaneously. Like a vow, a lifelong commitment was just sealed, yet at the same time, she was telling me goodbye.
    As I sit there watching her walk up the driveway and onto her front porch, something inside my soul is ripping at me, screaming at me to grab her ass and throw her back in the car and take the fuck off.
    The only thing that keeps me in the damn car and has my hand shifting the car into first gear is that fact that I know, with every time this week as well as tonight out by the lake, I just put my baby inside Lillian Shaw. She can’t leave me now.
    I know it was probably one of the most irresponsible, reckless, and craziest fucking things I have ever done, but I refuse to give a fuck. We’ll make this shit work. No matter what. As long as I have Lil, I’ll be okay. It was the only thing I could do that I knew would keep my firecracker with me.
    I know it’s gonna be rough, I know it’s gonna be hard, but I’ll always be there for my girl. Always.
    A couple of hours later, I’m in the back shed cleaning out a bunch of old shit that probably hasn’t seen anything besides the inside of this shed for over twenty or thirty years.
    A couple of days ago, I found an old bike for sale. It’s beat to shit and doesn’t work—the owner can’t even remember the last time it ran—but it’s a Harley and it was only five hundred bucks.
    My Grands—she’s really my great aunt, but all the