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I know one thing in that second, that I want to hear him call me his girl, every day, anytime he wants to. I wanted him to be decisive with me like he normally is in every other part of his life. With each pounding thrust, I know he’s made his decision.
My body responds to his words and I shatter on his cock,moaning his name, and clenching down on him while he’s buried in me.
“Fuck, baby. Yes, that’s it,” he says, pushing into me and pulling me against him in one last driving push, still cupping my breast in his hand. He grunts and holds me there, with him fully seated inside me and I feel every twitch of his throbbing cock when he spills inside me with nothing between us.
He bends over, staying inside me, looping his arms around my front, pressing my back to his chest. We stay there just like that, bonded together in a heated embrace and I feel his heart pound against my sweat slicked skin. He presses kiss after kiss to my neck, my shoulders, my back, to the top of my head, praising me, but all I want to do is praise him for not holding back.
A moment passes before he slowly eases out of me and I feel his cum drip down my inner thigh. He lets out an amused hum when I feel him shift behind me. I look down between my legs and watch as he drags the head of his cock up my thigh and pushes his cum back inside, claiming me and ruining me all at once.
CHAPTER 29
TJ
CEREAL
Seeingmy girl’s pussy dripping my cum in front of the fire is the stuff of my dreams. Pushing it back in though? That took every bit of control I had not to drive my dick home again and again, even if both of us aren’t ready for more yet. Instead, I notch the head of my cock in her tight cunt, holding my cum in her and teasing both of us.
Her lips part with a whimper as I tease her entrance with just the tip. She looks over her shoulder and her eyes find mine. “What was that for?” she asks and I can see the lazy, lust filled haze taking over. She’s stunning like this — even more than I let myself picture — completely free, uninhibited and most of all, craving me as much as I crave her.
I run my fingers over her boots, up the soft skin of her long legs, and grip her by the waist. My lips curl into a grin and I swipe a strand of my sweaty, ruffled hair out of my face. “You said you wanted all of me. Just making sure you get it.”
A light and airy laugh escapes her lips and I feel the vibration right through the head of my cock. “You think you can put one of these in your house back in Jackson?” She shimmies on the swing, still kneeling in front of me, and wraps her bootsaround the backs of my knees, pulling me just a bit deeper into her. The feeling of her wet, tight opening grabbing my cock makes me shudder, still sensitive from coming harder than I ever have.
“Fuck,” I grit out, grabbing her waist tighter and bracing myself. “Yes, whatever you want.”
She laughs again, flicking her eyebrows and I can see the mischief in her emerald green eyes, focused entirely on me. “Good, but you know I just want you, right?” Our eyes lock and I nod, knowing that more than ever now.
Seconds pass like this, but it feels like we have an entire unspoken conversation before I feel the heels of her boots dig into the backs of my knees again. “Now you think we can do that again?”
She pulls herself against me, driving me into her and I know that, right now, I’m a goner for her.
The sun peeksin through the blinds of my room on a surprisingly sunny and clear Seattle morning. I’m sure if I look out the window, I can see the sun rising up and over Mount Rainier to the east. Propped up on my elbow in bed, the only thing I want to look at today is the beautiful girl of my dreams next to me. Her long, rainbow streaked hair flows over her pillow and face, but I can still see her freckles. I give in, running the backs of my fingers over them, prompting her to yawn and grab my wrist. She kisses the back of my hand and turns to bury her face in her pillow.
“I know we’re both morning people, but can I stay in bed a bit longer?” she asks, her voice still sleepy and muffled when she turns enough to look at me with one eye, keeping her face plastered to the pillow.
I plant a kiss on her freckled cheek. “I told you. Whatever you want.”
I bring my nose to her hair, breathing her in before sitting up. “Besides, we have no plans today besides dinner with Slade and Sutton and they’ll wait for us if I tell them to.”
She rolls her one eye and groans into the pillow before mumbling, “You’re such a diva.”
I laugh and stand up, but not before giving her a light slap on her round ass that was pressed against me in bed all night, making it hard to sleep.
She giggles and I shrug. “Stay in bed as long as you want, Rainbow. I’ll go work on some breakfast.”
I grab my sweats and pull them on before making my way out of the bedroom, quietly sliding the door shut behind me.
I round the corner into the kitchen, stopping at the fridge to grab yogurt and some fruit. I set a couple bowls on the counter next to the tub of granola before opening the silverware drawer.
“Morning, sunshine,” a loud, cheery voice calls from across the room by the fireplace. My head whips up and I groan when I see Sutton, sitting on one of the swings,thatswing. He rocks back and forth with a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, shoveling cereal into his mouth.
I palm my face and shake my head before looking back at him. “I know I give you guys the keys and codes to come over, but you really need to start texting or something before you let yourselves in.”
He finishes his spoonful of cereal and I walk across the room, sitting in the swing next to him with my bowl of yogurt. “Seriously, between you and my brother, it feels like a frat house the way you guys come and go. At least give me a warning so I can put a shirt on or something.”
He snickers and points his spoon at me. “Yeah, but that makes you the cool older one we all look up to.” He eats anotherspoonful and hums to himself. “What? You got a house guest you’re trying to hide?”
I glare back at him. “No.”
