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I pull my fingers out, licking her sweet honey from them, and then grip her hips, lining my throbbing cock up with her entrance. She gasps as I push inside, burying myself to the hilt, and I grunt, the feel of her nearly overwhelming. I pause, savoring the feel of her wrapped around me, then begin to thrust, slowly at first, then picking up the pace.

She moans, her body rocking back to meet mine, and her walls flutter around my cock. I reach down, gripping her hairand pulling her head back as I fuck her, the sound of our bodies slapping together echoing through the clearing. She’s wild and unrestrained, pushing back against me, meeting every thrust. It’s animalistic and primal, the two of us moving together, lost in the pleasure.

As I feel her orgasm approaching, I let go of her hair and bend over her, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her against me. I reach between her legs, stroking her clit, and she shatters, her body convulsing as the orgasm tears through her. I bury my face in her neck, inhaling her scent, and the feel of her pussy clenching around me sets off my own release.

But before I can come, Sonya twists in my arms, pushing me onto my back and straddling me. Her lips crash against mine, hungry and desperate, and she rocks her hips, grinding against me. My cock is still hard, still buried deep inside her, and I groan, wrapping my arms around her as she rides me.

She’s beautiful, her head thrown back and her eyes closed, her breasts bouncing as she moves. I lean forward, capturing one of her nipples in my mouth, and she cries out, her movements growing more frantic. The feel of her, the smell of her, is intoxicating, and I can’t get enough.

I grip her hips, guiding her movements, and she grinds down on me, taking my cock even deeper. The pressure is building, coiling inside me, and the image of her tits bouncing above me, the feel of her walls clenching around my cock, is too much. I explode, pleasure rippling through me, and I’m dimly aware of Sonya tipping over the edge with me again, her body shuddering and her walls fluttering around me.

We collapse, a tangle of limbs, our hearts hammering against each other’s chests, and I’ve never felt so alive, socomplete. Sonya is everything I never knew I needed, and now that I’ve found her, I’m never letting go.

Sonya and I finally break apart, breathless and a little stunned by the intensity of what just happened. The forest around us feels different now, quieter somehow, like it’s holding its breath. My heart is still racing as I run my thumb over Sonya’s flushed cheek.

But before I can say anything, before we can even begin to make sense of the mess we’re in, my phone buzzes in my pocket. I pull it out reluctantly, frowning when I see Casey’s name flashing on the screen.

“Hello?”

“Jack, I—I’m having trouble with Fiona. She won’t stop crying, and I don’t know what to do.” Casey’s voice is edged with panic, and I can hear Fiona’s wails in the background.

I exchange a look with Sonya, who nods, already starting to get dressed. “We’ll be right there,” I tell Casey, hanging up before I start yanking my clothes on.

We hurry back to the house, and as we step inside, the familiar warmth of the home is immediately punctuated by the sharp sound of Fiona’s distress. Casey is pacing in the living room, her movements frantic as she tries to soothe Fiona, but it’s clear she’s overwhelmed.

“Jack, thank God you’re back,” Casey says breathlessly. “I’ve tried everything, but she just won’t calm down.”

Fiona’s cries grow more insistent, and Casey’s attempts to comfort her only seem to amplify her distress. She bounces Fiona gently, but there’s a nervousness in her actions, like she’s unsure of herself.

Sonya steps forward, reaching for Fiona. “Here, let me try,” she offers. Casey hesitates for a moment but then hands Fiona over, her shoulders slumping as if relieved to have the weight lifted, even if just for a moment.

Sonya takes Fiona into her arms, rocking her gently and murmuring soft words. Almost instantly, Fiona begins to settle, her cries fading into quiet whimpers. Casey watches with a mixture of awe and something else. Maybe frustration or regret.

“Thank you,” Casey says, though there’s an edge to her voice that makes it clear she’s not entirely comfortable. Sonya just nods, carrying Fiona into the bedroom to give her some space to calm down completely.

As the door clicks shut behind Sonya and Fiona, I turn back to Casey. She’s still standing there, looking a bit lost. I take a step closer, ready to talk about everything we need to sort through, but Casey’s eyes meet mine with a glimmer of something I can’t quite place.

“Jack,” she starts, “I know I messed up. I know I’ve made things difficult, but I’m here now. And seeing you with Fiona, how good you are with her… it just makes me think that maybe we can make this work.” She steps closer, her hand reaching out to rest lightly on my arm.

I open my mouth to respond, to tell her that things aren’t as simple as just picking up where we left off, but before I can get the words out, Casey leans in. She presses a kiss to my cheek, lingering just long enough for it to mean something more than gratitude.

Chapter 25 - Sonya

Casey’s lips linger on Jack’s cheek, and I feel like the floor has just dropped out from under me. I stand frozen in the hallway, half-hidden in the shadows, my heart hammering so hard, it’s a miracle they can’t hear it. The way she leans into him, so familiar and comfortable, makes something twist painfully inside me. My breath catches, and I can’t look away even though every instinct is screaming at me to turn around and leave.

Jack doesn’t move at first. He doesn’t push her away, or even flinch. It’s like he’s caught in the moment, and all I can see is the space I thought I’d been filling suddenly shrinking to nothing.

I feel stupid. Blindsided. Just hours ago, Jack and I were tangled together, breathless and making love, and now Casey’s here, fitting herself back into his life like she never left.

I step back, willing myself to be quiet, to not make this any more humiliating than it already is. My hands are trembling, and I press them against my stomach, trying to hold myself together. I need to get out of here before I fall apart completely, before the tears that are burning behind my eyes start to spill over.

Turning away, I make my way down the hallway as quietly as I can, slipping out the back door into the cool night air. It’s sharp against my skin, but I welcome the sting, anything to keep the tears at bay. I don’t look back; I can’t. My mind is racing, a blur of thoughts and hurt that I can’t sort through right now. All I know is that I need space from the scene I just walked in on.

The streets of Green Lake are quiet as I walk. The moon hangs high, covering everything in a silvery glow, and I can’thelp but think how different this night was supposed to be. I was supposed to be part of something here, with Jack and Fiona. We were building something real—or at least, I thought we were. Now, all I can feel is the sharp edge of reality cutting through my naive hope.

By the time I reach Piper’s place, my feet ache and my throat is tight from holding back the sobs that have been threatening to break free since I left the house. I knock, and it’s Riley who opens the door, his expression shifting from surprise to concern in an instant.

“Sonya, what’s going on?” he asks, ushering me inside. Lenny is lounging on the couch, but he sits up when he sees me, his easygoing demeanor replaced with something more serious.

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