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18

Jason's pov:

It had been a week since the funeral. I felt so bad for Megan. I didn't know the relationship she had with her father but I could tell she was overwhelmed that day.

Today I went by her new apartment. Afterwards, she bought a new apartment to kind of separate from the mansion. It was still under her name. She just didn't wanna live there and I understand.

I drove over to her place.

"Hey.." She smiled as she answered the door. "Come in..It's a mess though.."

She wasn't wrong. There were boxes everywhere and it looked like she was painting the wall. The couch and table were all pushed to one side of the apartment.

She grabbed the roller and started painting the wall.

"So..new apartment..!" I chuckled.

"Yeah..needed a change.." She inaudibly let out a laugh.

"I like it.." I said looking around.

"Not to be rude..but like, what do you want..?" She smiled at me.

"Just checking up on you.."

"Doing better now..I just..so busy planning the party and everything.." She sighed.

"Party?"

"Yeah..since I'm the new CEO.." She looked at me as if I was stupid. I guess I was. "I invited you. I sent you an invitation.."

"I didn't get one.."

"Did you check the mail maybe?" She smirked.

"No..I didn't."

"Exactly.." She laughed. "I was wondering if we could go together. It's a masquerade ball so.."

"Oh? Are you asking me to be your date?" I smirked at her. She hid her laughter with a stern look. I saw her mouth quivering up to a smile a few times but she let them rest.

"Yes. I am. There." She grinned.

I laughed and help her paint some more. It did strike me how weird it was to be having a party just a week after her father died but I didn't mention it.

Soon after, We ordered Chinese takeout and sat on the carpet near the fireplace. The golden flames bounced off her flawless skin and I was in awe.

"This carpet is so soft." Her hands ran through the faux fur and she smiled. "I love it."

"It's pretty." I said. We finished out food and turned on Netflix so we could watch something. We ended up picking Shrek 2.

But the whole time, I kept looking at her. She was so beautiful. Everything about her. Her face, her body, her soul, her heart. Everything.

"Why are you looking at me?" her eyes peered over at me. But then, I grabbed her face and kissed her. She was hesitant but kissed me back.

We shifted into a position where she was sitting on my lap and my arms pulled her in close. We broke the kiss for a breath and she just looked at me.

Damn, she's so pretty.

She grinded her hips back and forth, moaning airily. I gripped her ass as she did so.

"Your bed set up?" I asked and she nodded. She got off me and I stood up. I pulled her into her bedroom and laid her down gently on the bed.

"Are you sure?" I asked. With all that's been going around, I knew Megan was in a bad mindset. I didn't want her doing it with me if she wasn't comfortable.

But she nodded.

"I'm okay. Just..touch me.." She stroked the side of my face gently and kissed my neck. I pulled her joggers and panties down, she was so wet. She looked up at me with sultry eyes.

I pulled down my jeans and thrusted into her slowly. Her mouth opening wider as I fully slid in. She rolled her eyes back and took off her tank top off so she was fully naked in front of me.

I took off my t shirt and threw it on the floor as I lowered myself to her level. She moaned in my ear as I fucked her.

"You look so pretty.." I breathily said. I kissed her as she spilled moans into my mouth. I held up her legs by her knees, allowing me to go deeper.

"Oh fuck.." she moaned. It seemed every time we had sex, it felt more natural. The first time I went fast, but now I'm just going slow and taking in the moment.

"I'm gonna cum..Fuck Jay!" She held my body close to hers. I flipped her and I around so she was on top of me. She orgasmed around my dick and sighed into my chest. I pulled out and came. I felt her heartbeat against me. We laid like that for a good 10 minutes until I heard her sleeping. I put her on the bed and stood up.

God, why am I acting like this..?