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The alarm on my phone goes off again. I don’t have any baggage. I should make it. Hopefully.
“How much time?” Sunny asks, her voice hoarse.
“Ten minutes.”
She pushes my hand away and grabs my cock, which has been nestled against her warm inner thigh up to this point. She lines everything up and drops down.
We both groan. Sunny’s eyes roll up. “I missed you.”
“Me, too.”
Using my shoulders as leverage, she rises up until just the tip is hugged. Reversing the motion, she drops down slowly, then does it again. “Why does it always feel so good?”
“I dunno, but I could do this every day for the rest of my life and I’d be pretty damn happy.” It feels like I’m wrapped in the smoothest, velvety-est vice, lined with hot marshmallows.
Sunny cups my face in her hands. “Miller.”
I make a noise that’s supposed to sound like a yes.
“We’re back together, right?”
I’m inside her, so I’m thinking that means we are, but I figure it’s good to confirm. “As far as I know, yeah.”
“Okay. Good.” We kiss until the momentum picks up and keeping our lips attached is dangerous because the friction might cause teeth clashing. Sunny’s knees tighten against the outside of my thighs and goosebumps rise along her arms. She rolls her hips hard and fast. The alarm goes off a third time.
“I’m right th—” Her words are stilted by her groan. I hold her wide-eyed gaze as she comes.
I’m right at the edge, but I slow it down so she can recover. Holding her hips, I shift her over me, nice and easy, chasing down my own orgasm.
“I love you, Miller,” she whispers, fingers curling around my chin.
“I love you back.”
I thrust one more time, and the orgasm body checks me. It’s damn well magical. I see unicorns prancing behind my eyes instead of stars.
The awesomeness of the orgasm is destroyed when the front door swings open.
I’ve about had it with Waters ruining all my goddamn moments.CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
FLASHES OF BEAVE“Oh, poop,” Sunny mutters.
From where I’m sitting on the couch, with Sunny straddling me, I have an awesome view of Waters’ horrified expression. If it wasn’t an interruption to our make-up sex and the love professions, I’d think it was funny. Right now I’m annoyed more than anything.
Waters turns away. “What the actual fuck is going on?”
“Miller and I are talking things out.”
It’s pretty clear there’s no talking happening here, so I’m not sure why Sunny bothers with the lie, or why Waters asks in the first place.
“You’re fucking naked! On my goddamn couch! Butterson, you better get your hands off my damn sister or I’m gonna rebreak your fucking face.”
“You will do no such thing!” Sunny yells back.
I lean over and grab my shirt from the floor. Sunny holds out her arms and I pull it over her head so she’s not naked anymore. Waters and I have seen enough of each other’s bare asses in the locker room.
I help Sunny off my lap. My dick flops onto my leg with a wet smack. Sunny makes a face and gestures to my lap. “That’s messy, isn’t it?”
“So help me God, Butterson, if you get your jizz all over my couch—”
“Enough! I’ve had it up to here with the threats, Alex!” Sunny gestures above her head. My shirt lifts to the point where Alex and I get a beaver shot.
“Keep your hands down!” He puts one of his own in front of his face.
“Don’t tell me what to do!”
I place my hand gently on her back. “You’re showing off your cookie, sweets.”
“Oh.” She drops her hand and props it on her hip instead. “You still don’t get to tell me what to do, Alex.”
“What are you two even doing here? Since when have I ever said it was okay to use my condo as a fuck pad?”
“We came here to talk.”
“Yeah, well, that sure as hell didn’t look like talking to me. Butterson, put some damn clothes on!”
“Don’t talk to Miller like that!” Sunny shouts.
“It’s my damn condo. I’ll talk to him however I want to. Get dressed, Sunny. I’m taking you home.”
“I’m not going home with you, Alex.”
“You don’t think so?” he challenges.
“You wanna be belligerent with me, you go right ahead, Waters. But don’t think I’m gonna let you talk to Sunny like that.” I grab my pants from the floor and jam my legs into them.
“No one is fighting!” Sunny shouts.
Waters puffs out his chest like he’s getting ready to take me on. Sunny streaks over and gets right in his face. She’s shaking. “I am so done with this overprotective crap. I’m almost twenty-one. I can make my own decisions, and that includes what I do and who I do it with.”
“It doesn’t include fucking on my damn couch.”
“Are you even serious with this, Alex? How much of a hypocrite can you be? You had sex with Miller’s sister in your team locker room during a game! Everyone walked in on it! Everyone! The whole team talked about it for weeks!” She pauses to breathe. “And we weren’t fucking! We were having make-up sex because you keep interfering and messing up my damn life.”
