warning ⚠️; 18+ only! Detailed se'xual content at the beginning of the chapter!

author's note; I forgot to add the picture of their house in the last chapter. As always, you can use your own imagination, the pictures are just a little help. 🥰

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THE LAST RAYS OF SUNLIGHT filtered through the cracks in the closed blinds, casting warm, golden shadows on Randi's tanned skin, her movements intense, sensual but also deliberate as she came down on Happy again and again, the sound of skin on skin the only sound besides soft moans and grunts.

Her warm walls sucking Happy's cock back into her with each movement, his thick length stretching her just as she needed it, the veins on his shaft an added bonus. With each thrust upwards he hit just the right spot to make Randi shudder, and he didn't even do much.

Somehow, despite the pain he was in, they had made it to the bedroom and were now wrapped up in a mess of crumpled sheets that didn't really cover anything of their bodies.

"Fᅳ fuck..I'm close..", Randi gasped, running her fingers through her slightly disheveled hair. Her other hand rested on Happy's chest without putting too much pressure on him, after all he had broken ribs.

But Happy didn't care about the pain, his body still full of all the painkillers he'd been given in the hospital. And even if he was in pain, who the hell was he to miss out on this sight? And if he died, he wouldn't care, at least he'd die happy and satisfied.

"Good, make yourself cum, baby", the SAA croaked with a bold grin, his hand suddenly shooting up to grab her throat, his fingertips holding her jaw in place so she had to look at him. "Wanna watch you when you cum all over my cock."

Randi caught her bottom lip between her teeth, her breath hitching before Happy's hand squeezed her throat, just the right amount of force to not seriously hurt her, but enough to make her a moaning mess. The fact that he probably could snap her neck with ease but would never actually hurt her turned her on even more.

The sounds coming from her were throaty, sounding a little strangled. Not once did she take her eyes off Happy's, his dark orbs staring possessively right back into hers.

It was only when his eyes moved lower to watch her tits bounce in rhythm with her movements that she dipped her head lower and slammed her lips down onto his. She was leaking by the time Happy slid his tongue into her mouth, squeezing her throat a little tighter as they exchanged some saliva, their tongues locked in a heated battle for dominance.

Randi moaned into the kiss as Happy's other hand slid between their bodies, way down until he could press his thumb against her clit, circling the pad of it with pleasurable pressure. The SAA grinned into the kiss as Randi's body began to tremble against him, especially her legs which were resting tightly against the sides of his hips.

The kiss deepened. Wet, smacking, sloppy, their bodies glistening with a thin layer of sweat. Happy was the first to pull back, wanting to hear Randi's moans as she rode him. Their lips touched, just lightly enough to tease the other, panting and groaning against each other as they both worked toward their release.

After giving her clit a moment longer attention, Happy grabbed Randi's hips the next moment, his fingers digging into her flesh and bruising it as he slammed her down onto him, his other hand squeezing her throat, his fingertips digging into her chin.

"Fᅳfuck, can't hold it..longer..", Randi gasped, her nails scraping along his shoulder and down his chest with each slam of her hip. The head of his cock finding her G-spot once again nearly sent Randi over the edge. "I'm gonnaᅳ you're gonna make meᅳ fuck"

Happy chuckled darkly, his hot breath hitting her lips. The woman was firmly in his grip, her voice a needy croak thanks to his hand, while he was jerking his hips up to meet hers, working with her.

"Don't hold it in, little girl", he demanded firmly, his deep, lust-filled growl sending a shiver down Randi's spine. "Cum for me, baby girl."

"Shitᅳ", Randi murmured, a knot already forming in her lower abdomen, his words sending a new wave of arousal straight to her core.

Suddenly her hand slid up, gripping his throat as much as he did hers. His gaze remained steadfast, a smug grin now on his face as Randi arched her back, her movements becoming faster, her tits almost hovering over his face and her nipples hard as steel.

Her nails dug deep into his skin, leaving marks on the side of his neck and chest. A few strands of hair clung to the sides of her face, hiding it somewhat, while the rest of it was still flowing down her back.

"That's right, take what you need", Happy demanded, thrusting up over and over again.

"HᅳHap!" His cock twitched and throbbed inside her and Randi cried out, the next two thrusts finally sending her over the edge. The brunette came, hard, squirting all over him. "Fuck!"

"That's it, baby", Happy chuckled with a satisfied growl, pulling her head back down to slam his lips against hers as her fluids seeped between them, making a mess that no one cared about. "Such a good little slut for me, aren't you?"

Randi shuddered, moaning needily as his words flowed into her mouth as she returned the kiss, still out of breath, her tongue lazily brushing against his. Her hand around his throat loosened, but she braced both of them on his chest a second later, starting to move her hips again.

"Now it's your turn", she whispered sweetly. Her slick arousal made it easy for Happy to slide into her, her walls ready to milk his thick cock. "Want you to fill me up, yeah?"

"That was the plan", Happy croaked teasingly, his teeth catching her bottom lip. A soft hiss came from Randi as he bit down, releasing her lip before squeezing her throat so hard she couldn't make a sound anymore.

The raw way she looked down at him, her plump lips glossy with a mixture of her own and his saliva, her eyes full of admiration and adoration looking down at him like there was no other man on this planet, was all Happy, besides her tight cunt sinking down on him, needed to reach his own climax.

"You ᅳfuckᅳ feel so fuckin' good", Happy growled through his teeth, his fingers leaving definite marks on her tender skin. "You're mine, only mineᅳ just like that perfect cunt."

"Yᅳyes", Randi whimpered, her clit already overstimulated from all the friction but boy did it feel good. "It's all yours, baby."

Happy's eyes darkened with lust and confidence, knowing the woman wasn't going anywhere again. "Damn right, little girl."

His body spasmed briefly, every muscle tensed, and with one final slam of his hips upward, he came with a loud, animalistic groan, shooting his thick cum right into her and painting her walls. No matter how much pain he was in, it had been worth it.

Randi collapsed next to him, her breathing fast and her heart racing as her back finally sank into the soft mattress, her hair splayed out all over the pillow. Her long legs were tangled in the white sheets, her juices sticking to her thighs as Happy's cum slowly seeped out of her.

"I meant it", Happy croaked, breaking the peaceful silence first, extra gravel in his raspy voice. Nothing but sincerity and seriousness in his gaze as Randi turned her head to look at him. "You're mine. Like it or not, but I'm not letting you go, not again. You're staying here with me, in Charming."

Randi nodded, a faint smile dancing around her lips. "I know, Hap. I didn't just say that earlierᅳ I meant it. I'm not going to leave again."

"Even if it means you have to give up your dream? You good with that?" Guilt began to gnaw at Happy, which only happened when he really cared about someone.

"It's going to sting for a while, and it's probably going to take me a while to get over it", the brunette admitted honestly, Happy would notice if she was lying anyway. "It was always my dream to be a dancer, not just in a simple dance school. I always wanted more and I had that in Seattle."

"So what changes your mind now?" Happy slid his hand closer to hers, interlocking their fingers. "What assures me that you're really staying this time, Miranda?"

With a small laugh that sounded more like a huff, Randi bit the inside of her cheek. "I've never felt as lonely as the last year, it was almost depressing. I missed everyone butᅳ"

She shook her head with a sigh, squeezing his hand softly before placing her head on his shoulder. "But being away from you was the worst. And I can't be without you again, I realized that when Dad called and I didn't know if I'd lost you or not."

"The year without you fuckin' sucked", the SAA grunted against Randi's dark hair, inhaling her scent. "Leave again and I'll personally drag that perfect little ass of yours back to Charming, you hear me?"

"Loud and clear", Randi replied with a small smile before placing her chin on his chest, looking up at him with a grin. "We both need a shower. Still up to it or are your old bones giving you trouble again?"

"The fuck is your problem with me, woman?", Happy asked, unable to bite back a laugh. "Fine, but we better do this as long as I can still move."

"Told you, old bones." Randi squeaked as a sharp slap landed on her ass before she climbed out of bed and took a few steps backwards, showing off her naked body. "I'll wait in the shower, don't take too long."

"You're gonna be the death of me", Happy muttered under his breath, licking his bottom lip with the tip of his tongue, his eyes glued to Randi's ass as she disappeared into the bathroom with a loose swing of her hips.

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RANDI QUIETLY CLOSED the bedroom door, the TV still playing in the background. Both of them were people who slept better with some background noise than without, as strange as it was.

For a whole thirty minutes she had simply watched Happy sleep, smiling down at the man that was hers again. Well, could be hers againᅳ if she stayed here, in Charming. If she was honest, she could count herself lucky that he was even willing to forgive her, to take her back.

As quickly as she had made her decision to stay, doubts popped up just as quickly. What if she couldn't find a job here? She didn't have enough money to open up her own dance school, even if she earned well. Besides, did she really want to be responsible for a whole business?

Her position in Seattle had been exactly what she had always wantedᅳ but she wanted Happy more, so much more. So the doubts quickly disappeared again, replaced by determination.

After finding her phone on the small coffee table in the living room, she plopped down on the brown leather couch and sighed deeply as she read all the messages from her colleagues and Steven, all asking where the hell she was.

"Okay, let's do this." Randi took a deep breath before she finally had the courage to dial Steven's number.

After less than two seconds, her Boss hissed his venomous words into the phone. "Where the hell are you, Miranda?! You've been gone for two days without giving any sign of life!"

"Hey Steven", the brunette greeted with a sigh, holding her head up with her hand. "I know, and I'm sorry, really. There was a family emergency, I had to leave and to be honest, didn't have the head to call."

She knew it sounded like a shitty excuse, but it was the truth. Still, it cast a bad light on her, making her seem unreliable.

After a moment of silence, a bitter snort fell from Steven's lips. Randi could picture him ruffling his hair while pacing the room, probably clutching a Marlboro between his fingers. "No shit. I had to send all of your students away because your colleagues have their own dance classes and couldn't take over."

Randi squeezed her eyes shut, sighing. "I'm sorry, I should've called and I know that. You can also take a cut of my salary for this month."

"And let me guess, then I'm supposed to trust that it won't happen again?" Steven asked, his tone sharp against Randi's ear. Silence again, only the sound of him taking a few deep drags of his cigarette. "When are you coming back? I need you hereᅳ preferably right fuckin' now!"

Okay, now came the worst part. "About that", she trailed, already cursing herself for sounding like an insecure teenager. "I, uhm, I'm not coming back, Steven. I'm staying in Charming, that's why I actually called."

The Morrow woman caught her lower lip between her teeth, her eyes closed and her fingers gripping the phone tightly as she prepared herself for the worst reaction. And it came, after a bitter laugh, sooner than expected.

"You're kidding me, aren't you? You're fuckin' kidding me, right?!", he barked into the phone, his calm demeanor gone, his head probably as red as a tomato. "My studio depends on you, Miranda! Your class brings in most of the money, money I need to pay all the bills!"

Holding the phone away from her ear, Randi swallowed softly, a hint of guilt creeping into her bones. "I know, and I'm so sorryᅳ but my priorities have changed. Look, I'll help you find someone else for me, and until then I'd even give up my entire last month's salary for the trouble I'm causing you."

"You think that's enough?" Steven trembled into the phone, something clinking in the background, almost sounding like glass breaking. "I put all my trust in you! And you're leaving me with all this chaos? This is about him, isn't it? Your ex."

"Steven, Iᅳ it'sᅳ," Randi stuttered, not really knowing what to answer. She felt horrible, but she couldn't go back, not without Happy by her side. "Fine, I'll give you some of my last two salaries and find a new dancer myself, you don't have to do anything. But please..please don't make this harder for me than it already is."

"That was your dream, and I made it come true, don't ever forget that", the man shot back sharply, his voice dropping deeper. "And that's how you thank me for it? But if that's what you want", he said, clearly pissed and pouting like a two-year-old while throwing a tantrum. "Then I have to accept it. I want you back here by next Friday, then we'll end your contract."

Randi swallowed hard, nodding even though he couldn't see it. "Okay, I'll be there. I'm really sorry, Steven."

The line died without a goodbye or another word from the man who gave her the chance to live her dream, which also became a friend over the last yearᅳ at least that's what she had thought.

The brunette didn't like the disrespect in his tone, and normally she wouldn't let anyone talk to her like that. But could she really blame him? She knew how important her dance classes were to the studio. So no, in that case she had no right to blame Steven for talking to her like that.

And that was it. Her dream was over. A certain sadness settled in her chest, along with a knotᅳ but there was no regret, no fear of the future; because she had Happy now and that had been the right decision.

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