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“I hate secrets,” he admits, his voice now softening. “But…I care about you. And if this is what you need, I’ll do it. For you.”

Relief crashes over me and before I can second-guess myself, I lean in and press my lips to his.

The kiss is tender, unhurried. His lips taste of mint gum with an underlying sweetness that is uniquely him. His hand cradles my cheek, the rough pad of his thumb brushing over my skin, grounding me in the moment.

I breathe him in, his musky cologne dancing in the earthy breeze that surrounds us.

When we finally part, his forehead comes to rest gently against mine.

“We’ll figure this out,” he whispers, his breath warm against my skin. “Together.”

I nod, my chest swelling with gratitude and something else, hope, a fragile yet luminous thing.

The future is a vast unknown, a landscape shrouded in mystery, but in this moment, I am not alone.

And that means everything.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Ambrose

The feelingof my hands against her in the shower, it’s almost too much to handle, and nearly sends me over the edge instantly.

Braden’s hands caress her breasts, and they sway beautifully in the hot air, water droplets falling over them in mesmerizing trails.

Her head tilts back as Braden caresses them, pulling on her nipples in the warm water and pulling moans out of her just as easily.

Reggie’s lips caress over her neck as my hand explore the folds between her legs, the water adding to how wet she already is.

She leans back against Reggie's firm chest, letting the sensations wash over her. His strong arms encircle her small waist, holding her steady as it seems her knees threaten to buckle.

My skilled fingers find her most sensitive spots, drawing circles that make her gasp and shudder from my touch.

"You're so beautiful," Braden murmurs against her ear, and I watch her smile and giggle. His hands never stop theirministrations, kneading and teasing in a way that even turns me on.

The steam rises around us, clouding the air and my senses. I'm drowning in pleasure, I feel her hand fall to my cock, and I groan as she strokes me in the water, back and forth.

Reggie's lips trail down to her shoulder, leaving a trail of fire in their wake as she tugs on me faster. His teeth graze her skin, and I moan louder, arching into her touch.

Whatever he’s doing to her right now is paying off, big time.

"Tell us what you want," I whisper, my fingers slowing into deliberate, thick movements. "We want to hear you say it."

Her face flushes red, and she struggles to form words through the haze of pleasure. "I...I want…”

"Yes?" Braden prompts, tugging gently on her nipples.

A needy whine escapes her throat. "Everything. I want all of you. I want you all to fuck me."

Our touches grow more insistent at her plea. Our hands roam everywhere, caressing and exploring. Lips and tongues taste her heated skin.

I'm lost in a sea of sensation, waves of pleasure crashing over me.

Reggie's hand slides down her stomach, joining my own between her thighs.

Reggie shifts behind her, giving her a small wink as she presses in, and she gasps, clutching my dick harder.

The water cascades down our bodies as he begins to move, his thrusts deep and measured. Braden's mouth finds hers in a searing kiss, swallowing her moans as Reggie picks up the pace.

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