Page 80 of It Must Be Love

"Naya," I said firmly, "Open your fucking eyes so I can see how you feel?"

She did as I asked.

"Good. Now, keep them open. Okay?"

"This is very embarrassing."

"Why?" I went into her another inch.

"We're naked."

I lifted myself on my elbows and took a nipple into my mouth. She got wetter, and I slid inside some more. I did the same to another breast, and when I raised my head, she was watching me.

"What arouses you more? Looking at me suckle you or how your breasts feel?"

"Both," she admitted.

"When you blow me, it's going to feel great but what's going to tip me over is seeing your lips stretched around my cock." I pushed in, and this time, I was fully seated inside her, my balls touching her ass. "Naya," I was about to explode; she felt so damn good.

Her hips squirmed, and I kissed her, wanting to be inside her in more ways than one.

"Does it hurt?"

"I feel stretched and…there's some pain but…not pain. Like when you spanked me. It hurt so good."

And that was it. My control snapped. I began to pump in and out of her, chasing my release. I knew when I hit her g-spot because she began to throb around me, so I kept the angle and watched her face flush. Her nipples were little hard nubs, and I promised myself that next time I was going to fuck her tits, come all over them.

"I'm going to come, Naya. You close, baby?"

"I don't know." She was writhing under me.

I found her clitoris as I leaned on one elbow, not slowing down, and pinched, not caring if it threw her into an orgasm because I couldn't hold on any longer.

When it was done, I lay on top of her, unable to carry my weight. Her arms were around me, holding me close, soothing me, stroking my back. She was kissing any part of my face she could get her lips on. It was the sweetest thing a woman had ever done after sex, and I knew I was fucking gone for Naya.

After years of holding back for god knows what stupid reason, I had fallen headlong in love with my friend's little sister, who watched me with her doe eyes and an adoration I didn't fucking deserve. But I was going to take advantage of it and keep her with me. Having sex with other me? Yeah, that wasn't going to happen.

Chapter 28

Naya

"When did you know I had a crush on you?" I asked.

"Since the night we were over for dinner for Nolan's birthday. You baked a cake, and you made that cauliflower dish. You kept looking at me, and I realized I knew you were looking at me because I was doing the same with you. But you were sixteen, and I felt like an asshole."

His back was resting against the headboard, and I was snuggled into him. His arm was around me, stroking the scars on my lower back like he didn't care they were there. A small part of me was starting to believe that he didn't care. Scary thought! Because if I was wrong it would destroy me just as badly as the accident had.

"Why did you keep looking at me?"

"I thought you were pretty."

"I fell for you way before that when I heard you talk to Nolan about how he treated me."

He stilled and continued. "Remind me."

I kissed his chest. "I think it was the first time you came over."

"Fuck, how old were you?”

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