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She shook her head. "No, I trust you…I.." She swallowed. "Can you…" Her eyes flickered down, and I suddenly knew what she meant.

I pulled a hand down and slid my finger over her clit. Her eyes sparkled, and I smirked. "That?"

She nodded, and I kissed her once more. It was nothing but our bodies smashing together, both of us panting, eager for a release.

I was close, and I could feel the way Gina was getting there herself. I braced my arms, and she threw her legs around me, making me pause for a second.

"Don't…" she said, shaking her head. "Don't."

"Gina, if you don't release my hips, I am going to cum inside you."

She shook her head. "I can buy stuff."

That was risky, but it seemed everything we were doing was just that. We were lying to get her house; we were being risky about fixing whatever this was between us, and instead of talking, we were sleeping together.

I unhooked her legs, pinning her knees. "I trust you," I growled into her ear. And I felt her body tighten like nothing before. She cried out, and as promised, I came inside her.

We both remained quiet for a moment, just panting to catch our breath. After a second, I pulled myself free from her and leaned back onto my knees. I stared at her, seeing marks now covering her body where my hand had touched. She had bite marks as well and a large, slightly bleeding one on her thigh.

"Shit," I murmured, reaching for her leg. "I was a little rough."

She smirked. "I liked it. For once, I wasn’t being treated like prey or a broken doll."

I stared at her, knowing that there was no going back. Whatever Gina and I had was either going to be so much better…..or so much worse.

Chapter 17 - Gina

I smiled and started down the ladder before turning and taking in the entire living room. It was light green, which looked good with the light wood throughout the house.

I felt proud. Finding the house was really coming along smoothly. The walls were put up, and now I could paint all the rooms. I had been planning out which colors I wanted, and I picked a shade of green to go through the entire main floor.

The kitchen was coming along rather well. The counters and cabinets were going to be put in soon. And the garden outside was starting to look like a garden rather than an overgrown mess. The flowers and shrubs I'd planted were thriving, and the space looked complete, which made me proud.

I chuckled, placing my brush into the paint bucket, when I heard the front door open. I turned and spotted Lucas as he came inside with some bags. His eyes took in the entryway, which I had painted first. Now that I had space upstairs, I moved my room up there while I painted the main floor.

His eyes flicked towards me, and he raised an eyebrow. "Wow, you were busy today. You said you were painting. I didn't realize you meant the entire main floor."

"I only did the living room and the entryway so far," I said, stepping off the ladder.

As his eyes landed on me, I thought back to the other night. His mouth, his hands, and the way his cock felt. It sent a shiver down my spine, and I suddenly found myself wanting more.

I'd dreamed about Lucas and me. I imagined we didn't have all these problems, that we were two normal people whowere mated to each other, and that it would have been a nice relationship.

I quickly shook my head and smiled at him. "Do you like the color? I used green for both spaces since they flow together so smoothly. It's not too green, though, right?"

He nodded. "It's a nice shade." He then looked towards the dining room. "And that space?"

"I don't know yet." I had been undecided if I wanted green for the entire main floor. I looked at the mess in the dining room. There was paint, furniture, and random boxes all over. I made sure the only two spots where Lucas and I sat to eat were clear. Otherwise, the space was filled with storage and trash.

"How was work?" I asked, rubbing my hands over the overalls I was wearing and suddenly realizing I had paint all over me. I was going to need to shower, but not before food.

"It was fine," he said, walking towards the dining room. "Nothing much today."

"Oh, I got a call from the priest at the church. He said we could do it anytime on Saturday, so we just had to let him know when."

Lucas nodded his head, setting the bags on the dining table. He looked around, and then his eyes paused towards the kitchen. I moved, stepping into the dining room, and found what he was staring at. I blushed.

"You went shopping?" he asked, taking in all the plants I had purchased.

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