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All this time, she’d been keeping part of herself separate because she thought she wasn’t good enough. Protecting herself… from me.
Made me lowkey crazy. Made me feel guilty. Made me want to snatch the stars out of the sky and give every last one to her. She deserved them. She deserved everything I could give her. I never wanted her to doubt me again. Doubt us.
I realized now that the stocks, bonds, and real estate meant nothing if I didn’t have her trust. It wasn’t the things I could give her that would earn it. What would earn my final girl’s trust was me. My heart.
Light from the TV flickered through the room, casting shadows as the people onscreen shrieked. I glanced at Prism to make sure he was doing all right, and he gave me a thumbs-up without even turning his head to look at me.
Reaching into the bucket, I pulled out some popcorn and held it up to Jess’s lips. They parted, and I dropped the snack inside, letting the tips of my fingers linger on her mouth before pulling away.
In my lap, her hand shifted, brushing against my semi-hard dick. I sucked in a breath on contact, and she paused in chewing to glance up at me.
I dropped a kiss on her forehead and tugged her toward my shoulder. She shifted a little and cuddled closer. She was warm and pliant, her body molding against mine like she was melting. Desire unfurled in my stomach, creating an exciting buzz in my chest.
I’d waited for this girl a long time. Even when it was frustrating and hard, even when I worried she might not have me when I finally made a move, I waited anyway. She’d been worth it.
Now that I had her, though? I wondered how the hell I’d managed so much self-control. I wanted my hands on her all the time. I could barely think about anything other than the glide of her skin against mine, the tight sheath of her body, and the sound of her whimpers when she was beneath me.
The hand between my thighs pulled away, and disappointment took its place. But it was short-lived because her hand found its way beneath my hoodie, fingers lightly caressing my stomach. I knew she could feel the way my abs contracted beneath her touch, but she remained the same, lightly dragging over my skin, the sweet torture boiling the blood in my veins.
My breathing turned uneven, blood rushing south. Even though she didn’t touch them, my nipples pebbled so tight they turned sensitized against the cotton of my shirt.
My hand dropped from her waist to curl possessively around her hip. My dick was so rigid I tugged the popcorn bucket from her lap into mine, using it and the blanket to hide.
Her cheek dragged along my shoulder when she lifted her face. I glanced down, our eyes colliding, letting her see the stark heat boiling my veins. Silently promising that later when we were alone, I would take what I desperately wanted.
The rest of the room disappeared as she held my stare and slowly pulled back from my stomach to float her touch down to the tent in my sweats. I bit the inside of my lip to keep from groaning, and a naughty little glint lit those beautiful brown eyes. Slowly, her hand fisted around my rigid dick, the tight squeeze relief and torture all at once.
My Adam’s apple bobbed, fingers biting into her hip in warning.
She smiled. A wicked little curve to those lips I wanted to devour. She squeezed again, even tighter this time, but then pulled away, leaving me aching.
I stared at her, incredulous, and she popped a piece of popcorn into her mouth and smiled. Then this little cock tease turned back to the movie as if she hadn’t just riled me all up and left me to suffer.
Little did she know… two could play this game.
Drawing my hand away from her hip, I smoothed the hair from her face. “How’s your stitches, sweetheart?” I whispered.
“They’re okay,” she murmured.
I kissed the top of her head and tugged the blanket farther up around us, burying my arm beneath it once more.
Sighing, she sank into me as screams erupted from the speakers on the flatscreen.
“Hey, what do you call a poltergeist who nuts a lot?” Jamie randomly asked the room.
“I don’t know. What?” Wes asked.
Max groaned. “Don’t encourage him, Nemo.”
“I kinda want to know too,” Win mused.
Jamie tossed some popcorn in the air and caught it in his mouth. “A ghostbuster.”
Rory and Madison groaned.
Ryan held his fist out so Jamie could pound it against his. “Good one.”
Rush made a rude noise. “You were funnier when you were screaming.”
