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“Need another shower, sweets?” I ask, eyeing the mess between her thighs and feeling my blood stir in my dick again.
“Join me?” Her bottom lip pokes out, as if she’d actually need to beg me to do anything. Reaching into the shower I turn it on hot, just the way she likes it, and carry her in under the hot spray.
I take my time soaping up her legs, her thighs, and over her belly and breasts. I watch with hooded eyes as she repeats the same process over my own skin, my breath hitching when her silky hand washes over my dick and balls too.
“If you want to sleep at all tonight, Em, I’d be careful with what you’re doing,” I warn her, my voice low, my hands running over her naked back.
“What if I don’t want to be careful?” Her brow arches.
My eyes run over her face, taking in her beautiful golden-brown eyes, her nose with the lightest dusting of freckles, her soft cheeks and her full lips. “Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” she repeats back, trusting me even while her eyes search mine.
“No matter what anyone says, I’m yours too, Emmarys. Tell me you’ll never leave me.”
“Hawke—-”
I shake my head, my hands wrapping around her waist before sliding down to her ass, gripping her tight and pulling her against me. She gasps when I grind her clit against my abs. “Tell me.”
Emmarys’s eyes flutter and her hands grip my arms. “I’ll never leave you.”
I haul her up before slamming her back into the wall and entering her again in one thrust. We both cry out in unison while I take her hard and demanding, wanting to brand myself all over her, so she knows she belongs to me. She moans louder the faster I drive her toward her third orgasm of the night, thrusting in and out of her tight heat.
“Come for me again, sweetheart,” I beg her, needing to see her fall apart.
Her eyes are dilated and she pushes her hips out creating a deeper angle for my cock inside her. “Yes, yes, yes.”
Emmarys’s hands grip my shoulders and her back arches. Her lips open and she moans while she comes, her core squeezing me tighter than ever before. That is all it takes for me to join her release with my own, slamming inside her and filling her again with my cum.
“There’s your hat-trick, sugar.” I smirk at her and set her back down on her feet.
She laughs, her fist hitting my bicep. Her legs shake slightly, and this time, I’m quick to wash her and myself up before grabbing towels to dry off. Emmarys reaches for her clothes to sleep in, but I grab her hand and take her to the bed nakedinstead. It’s exactly as I want her, skin to skin, wrapped around me.
“Fine,” she huffs and settles against me, when I realize I must have said those thoughts out loud.
“Sleep, Em,” I tell her gently, turning off the light and holding her close.
“Night, Hawke.” Her voice is sleepy and I can already feel her breathing evening out.
“Good night, Emmarys.”
emma
. . .
“Doyou plan to tell your parents?” Sam whispers next to me, and I look over to where her gaze is on my mom, who is being thoroughly entertained by Carter and Leif, before glancing at my dad who is in an intense conversation with Reign about their favorite professional hockey teams. At least twice a year my parents visit campus and my mom usually brings a feast of food with them. So much that she insisted I invite Riley and Reign our freshman year and now that has morphed into Sam and the hockey guys joining as well.
“I will,” I confirm. “When they’re on their way home.” Riley groans and Sam holds back a laugh.
“I think they’ll notice before that with the way you’re mooning over the tv,” Riley adds, her head nodding to the football game that is streaming on the television in my apartment. I’ve never watched a football game, let alone a Michigan game since being here. I ignored my dad’s question earlier about who was playing by collecting jackets and loudly offering to help my mom prep the snacks.
“I’m just not ready to jump into it. They know he broke my heart in high school. I accept Hawke’s version of why he did what he did to protect me, but I feel like my dad’s going to take it personally.”
Sam wraps her arm around my shoulders. “I think they’ll be more upset knowing they’re missing out on an important part of your life.”
“I never thought my dad was going to approve of Reign, especially after our years of pranks and how mean he was when he got hurt, but now they talk on the phone more than my dad and I do.” Riley shudders and I giggle.
“I will tell them. I’m just not sure if we’re ready. Especially after this morning.” I huff and fold my arms across my chest, feeling the anger rise again.
