Page 74 of SALT

I sneak back to her room and loathe the curtain even more the second my hand feels how flimsy the material is. I hate that this is all that separates us from Connor and Mackenzie, but the second my eyes land on her form, I don't give a fuck. She's worth the risk. I softly pad over to her bed and pull the cover back before sliding in behind her and pulling her flush against my front, uncaring if I wake her. I feel like I might die if I don't. It's taken every ounce of control I could muster all night not to touch her. The anxiety I've felt for countless hours falls away the second her scent hits my nose, and I breathe her in. God, I missed her.

"I didn't think you'd actually come," she whispers softly.

"I probably shouldn't have."

"Why's that?"

"Because there's no door, and now that I'm here, I want more than what I came for."

She presses her ass firmly against my groin. "And what's that?"

"Everything I can't have with Connor and Mackenzie asleep in the other room."

"The only thing stopping you from pulling my shorts to the side is you."

"Is that so?" Her hand snakes behind her and dips inside my shorts. I pull her hair over her shoulder, exposing her soft skin. My lips leave a trail of open-mouthed kisses as my hand slides down her stomach until I reach her sleep shorts, where I toy with the band. "If this is what you want, I won't say no, I'll never tell you no, but I did come back here to talk."

"I want all of your words, and I have a few I'm going to demand, but I only need one right now."

"Ask it." I know what she'll ask me, and I know unequivocally what my answer will be.

"Am I done being your secret?"

"Yes," I answer without hesitation. "You can have me however you want me as long as you promise to keep me." Screw pulling her shorts to the side; instead, my hand slides around to the back and I pull them down. I want to feel the weight of her bare cheeks pressed against my groin as I bury my cock inside of her. "But right now, I'm going to need you to be quiet. I'd rather not have Connor find out about us while I'm buried balls deep inside of my girl." My tip nudges her entrance, and she arches her back deep, where I run it through her lips, unable to hold back the hiss that escapes my mouth when I feel her juices coat my cock. "I fucking love how wet you get for me, sunshine." I nip the shell of her ear before sliding in with one long, deep pump. This position is new to me, and it feels very intimate. While she's been in my bed every night since the first, the way I'm holding her tight against my front as I pump into her in long, slow, teasing strokes is more. With every thrust, I hold her tighter as I pull her down on my cock and dive deeper. I can't get deep enough. I'll never get deep enough until she's mine the way I want her to be, and maybe not even then.

"Ev, stop," she whispers.

I freeze. "Fuck, baby, did I hurt you?" I was so lost in her I drowned out the rest. "Did I grip you too tight?"

"No, shh… it's none of that. You're shaking the bed too much." She kisses the back of my hand. "Let me ride you."

I feel my cock twitch inside her. That's one position we haven't done yet. I've been too greedy, eating her sweet pussy, and tossing her around my bed. "As much as I'd fucking love that, I'm not sure you bouncing up and down on my cock is the solution."

"I'll go slow," she says as she slips her shorts all the way off before pushing me flat on my back, throwing her leg over my hips, and straddling me. My hands glide up her soft thighs as her hand grips my cock, and she lines me up with her entrance. She slides down my shaft, and the sound of her wet pussy taking me in seems like it echoes off the entire trailer. It's so fucking hot, I want nothing more than to slam her down on my cock and hear it over and over, but we can't. Her eyes widen as she leans down, her mouth hovering over mine. "Sorry."

I grab her ass hard, making her stifle a whimper. "Never say sorry when I'm making you feel good. I want to hear that sound every day for as long as I fucking live."

She grinds her clit against my pubic bone. "You're so deep like this." She starts to rock against me, and her pretty mouth pops open as her eyes roll back. "Mmm," she softly moans as I feel my tip rub against her cervix. Knowing what I'm touching and how deep I am has my mind going places it shouldn't.

"Take your shirt off. I want to see you," I say to steer my mind away from the innate desire to do something else.

She continues to rock against me as she pushes up and slowly pulls the baggy T-shirt off over her head. My hand instantly flies to the back of my mouth, and I bite down hard. The room is drenched in moonlight, and she looks like a goddess. Her pale skin practically glowing, perky tits full with the weight of her arousal, and with my cock buried deep inside her. I feel my balls start to pull up tight. She's too perfect.

"Come here," I say. She leans down, and my mouth immediately latches onto one of her nipples, and her pussy clenches me hard. I nip and suck, twirling my tongue around the nipple before repeating the move on the other breast.

"Fuck, sunshine, is this it for you? I am it for you?"

"You've always been it for me. I've just been waiting for you to see it."

My hand grips her neck, and I pull her forehead to mine. "I've always seen it." Her eyes are locked on mine as she rides me harder. Our mouths are inches apart, our breaths ragged as we both teeter on the cusp of coming, neither wanting this moment to end. It's raw and exposed. It's fucking perfect. "Let go, sunshine. Come with me."

Her lips cover mine, and I swallow her moans of ecstasy as I shoot ropes of cum deep inside her as we fall apart.

Idon't know what time it was when I snuck back into the recliner. Cameron fell asleep on top of me, and the last thing I wanted to do was leave her side. I only want to wake up in her arms for as long as I live, and I plan to do exactly that, but first, I need to tell my son. I'm not sure how it happened, but Connor woke up before me, and somehow, I didn't stir awake. Not even the smell of coffee brewing woke me. Instead, it was my girl, trying to quietly slip into the bathroom without waking anyone. With a cup of coffee in hand, I head outside in search of Connor.

"How long?" he questions the second I'm beside him. "And before you try to lie, save it. I know what sex smells like, and seeing as how I know I didn't get any last night, I know it was you and Cameron."

Well, that's not how I saw this conversation starting, but there are worse ways it could have. "When I came home from Boston."

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