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She reached for my hard cock again, guiding me, and I moved with her, pressing my engorged tip against her soaked entrance. I rubbed against her, not yet entering, reveling in the feel of her slick arousal and heat while she expertly worked my sweatpants down my legs with her feet. I stepped out of them, kicking them aside, and moved back to capture her lips in a claiming kiss, our bodies so close that I was notching against her.

I knew there would be no going back, not after I had her without barriers. Hell, there was already no going back, but this would solidify things.

My thoughts were confirmed when I slipped inside, slowly pushing my way into her slick heat. Her legs parted more, and she arched her pelvis, taking me deeper, her breath escaping on a pleasured sigh.

She felt so incredible that I couldn’t hold back the groan that pulled from the back of my throat. “God damnit, Lux—you feel amazing,” I grunted, pulling out only to slam back in.

Her head fell back and she moaned, her breasts pushing out toward me as she arched more. I took a nipple in my mouth, sucking on it, my tongue swirling around the hardened point, my hips driving forward in a pace that made my entire body thrum and tingle.

There wasn’t a chance I’d be able to last long, not with the no-barrier feel of her heated walls squeezing me with each thrust, but I forced myself to hold back until I coaxed another orgasm out of her.

It didn’t take me long, not with the punishing pace of my thrusts. When I brought my hand down to rub against her clit, she went off, her body trembling with release.

The feel of her coming had my balls tightening up, the base of my spine tingling as my own release followed. I pulled out in time, my cum splashing against her belly and thighs in a delectable mess.

Lux’s chest heaved with her heavy breaths as she looked down at the mess I’d made of her.

“Sorry, I wasn’t sure if you wanted me to come in you.” I reached over and grabbed a paper towel, running it under the tap for a minute to dampen it before I cleaned her up.

“You could have, but that was surprisingly hot. I’ve never had someone finish on me like that.” Lux bit her lip, her cheeks heating with embarrassment at her confession.

“You’re so fucking hot, Lux, I couldn’t help myself.” I told her, my forehead resting against hers. “And I’m not going to lie, I’m glad to hear I was the first to do that to you.”

If I had it my way I’d be the first and the last: the only one.

She smiled in response to my words, her eyes sparkling.

22

DAY DATE

Theo

The next morning, I awoke to an empty bed. Voices drifted down the hall, along with the scent of bacon and eggs. I dressed in a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt, leaving my room to find Lux in the kitchen with Desmond.

From the looks of it, Desmond had gotten home to find Lux making breakfast in our kitchen. If he was irritated by her presence, he didn’t show it. Not that he had any reason to be irritated. From the looks of it, she’d made enough breakfast for him, too.

Lux’s hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail, and she was wearing my old university sweater over her denim shorts. Seeing her in my sweater made me feel a sense of possessiveness.

“Hey,” Desmond said, lifting his chin in greeting when I walked into the kitchen. Lux glanced at me over her shoulder and smiled.

“Good morning,” she grinned.

“Morning,” I said, walking up behind Lux and wrapping my arms around her waist. “Mmm, that smells amazing.”

“Figured I’d earn my keep a little,” Lux replied, lifting a shoulder in a delicate shrug. “I feel bad that I’m crashing here.”

I glanced at Desmond, arching a brow, silently asking if he’d said anything to make her feel that way.

“I’ve got no complaints, she made egg sandwiches with bacon,” Desmond grinned, holding up the half he still had left of his.

“You don’t need to feel bad for crashing here, we’re happy to have you.”

“Especially if you keep cooking for us,” Desmond added. “Keep doing that, and we might not let you move in with Jasmine and just keep you over here.”

Lux laughed, her cheeks heating under the attention. The toaster popped with four slices of bread, and she casually moved out of my embrace so she could make two more egg sandwiches. “I think Jasmine would have something to say about that.”

“Oh, probably,” Desmond grinned, taking another bite of his sandwich.

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